Outside the Minor Thousand World, within the dark starry sky.
A green-clothed youth had eyes red as blood, dazzling like a Great Sun furnace, showing no signs of fading even with the death of a formidable enemy.
The only change was in those crimson pupils, which were pure gold like crystal, not mixed with madness, but rather colder and more detached.
Jiang Ding's hand rested on the hilt of his sword as he gazed into the vast, endless universe.
"Run!"
"The Heavenly Monarch is dead! Dead..."
"This is not the Lower Realm..."
Countless Upper Realm beings wailed miserably, crying out.
Among them were the Thunder Department Taoist Soldiers from the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder True Sect, hundreds of thousands of them, as well as hundreds of thousands of Sect Disciples from the Blood Lake Corpse Bone Mountain who still retained complete spiritual intelligence. They fled in extreme terror, burning Essence Blood to distance themselves from the monstrous being in a human youth's skin.
