A heaven-shaking, earth-shattering explosion suddenly erupted from the sky above the Spirit Thunder Layer of the Western Region.
Madly flashing purple lightning wreaked havoc amid the chaotic clouds, the strong winds lifting the mist to reveal a dazzling, intense orb of light.
Within that orb, an immense and chilly demonic consciousness roared in a mix of reluctance and powerlessness.
The originally rich and pure incense belief domain also rapidly weakened as the Demonic Qi dispersed.
The curtain of light connecting the Outer Realm gradually dissipated.
Behind the light membrane, a pair of cold and crazy demonic eyes, mixed with unwillingness, coldly watched the membrane close.
Suddenly, an aged voice faintly transmitted from behind the light membrane, seemingly conversing with the Demon Lord.
"Another era has ended, and this time it was swift... What a pity... Our efforts nearly succeeded... You did not get it... nor did I..."
