When they met again, Lu Ping'an's opponent, the once unrivaled "World Devourer," had completely ceased to be human.
Non-human, in the literal sense...
"Aaaahhh, Lu Ping'an!"
The loud and aged cry echoed in the Snow Mountain, the massive figure stepping on the mountain peaks. This half-mad "Demon," still searching for its arch-nemesis.
Is this the end for a professional? Lu Ping'an shook his head—maybe this was the finality for the "Mother Goddess," the "Father God." A normal professional was always one, not many.
The entity before him was an entirely new species, or perhaps an assembled life form.
