At the deepest part of the realm.
An endless, staggered, profound abyss, where forces of eternal destruction, withering, decay, fall, death intertwine.
Every breath, every moment, countless large and small worlds are being obliterated, swallowed, further expanding this abyss ceaselessly.
It seemed to never stop.
This place is the famous Ruins Abyss in all the celestial realms, where immortals, buddhas, gods, and demons dare not approach.
Except for——
The ninety-third layer of the Ruins Abyss.
Right in the middle of the raging sea of blood, sits a vaguely human figure.
In front of him, knelt a creature with a bull's head and human's body, with only one leg and foot. A huge, solitary horn rose high above his head, pointing straight to the sky, dripping red, with a foreboding aura of violence and cruelty.
Splash! Splash!
Sound of waves echoing in every corner of this sea of blood, further accentuating an eerie silence.
Time passed unknowingly.
