After completing all this, he put away the Tai Chi Diagram, as if he had just done a trivial thing, and closed his eyes again.
At the sa ti, in another spaceti battlefield.
The new generation [Space Demon God] skillfully evaded all defenses and was about to descend upon a bustling Great Thousand World.
Just as a cruel smile appeared on his face, an entirely white and lustrous Jade Ruyi, surrounded by a tricolor divine light and full of endless mysterious and noble aura, erged unexpectedly from the void and lightly tapped his forehead.
Dong!
The Space Demon God felt a violent tremor in his Primordial Spirit, his Great Dao shattered, and he was so confused that he forgot who he was, where he ca from, and where he intended to go.
"Dear, you've taken the wrong path, you're not welco here."
A crisp and childish voice full of curiosity and surprise rang out, and then the Space Demon God was forcibly thrown back into the deep chaos by an irresistible great power.
At this mont, an extrely special Origin World, filled with endless Space Dao Rhy, began to slowly float towards the Hall of Ten Thousand Demons.
The form of that world was extrely unstable, sotis transforming into a hollow willow rooted in the void; sotis evolving into countless nested dinsional spaces, like an extrely complex Rubik's cube.
Riding this world was a Demon God wearing a blue Daoist robe, whose appearance bore a seven-to-eight similarity to the forr Immortal Yang i, yet exuded an air of arrogance and madness.
He was the new generation — [Space Demon God], forcibly "replicated" by the Chaos Demon God Camp using the remaining space origins and countless space-type world laws!
"That coward Yang i betrayed the Chaos and chose to live ignobly!"
The voice of the newly appointed [Space Demon God] was filled with disdain and scorn for his predecessor. He spread his arms and shouted frantically:
"What he dared not do, and was unwilling to do, I shall accomplish!"
"Today, I will use this true Space Path to forge the most solid dinsional barriers for our great True Realm! To prevent Pangu's order from ever encroaching on our freedom!"
With that, he completely rged his Origin World and the Space Great Dao Laws into the wildly converging Hall of Ten Thousand Demons!
...
In the distant depths of endless chaos, in another strange yet tranquil world woven by countless space laws.
An old man with white hair, wearing a blue Daoist robe and holding a green willow branch, slowly opened his eyes that seed to contain boundless space.
On his usually calm face, a rare frown appeared, tightly knitted.
A flash of undisguised disgust flickered deep within his eyes.
He also sensed all that had occurred in that Land of Nothingness and "saw" the actions of the new [Space Demon God] filled with clumsy imitation marks.
"Dong Shi imitates Xi Shi; the monkey wears a crown."
The voice of Immortal Yang i was cold and detached, yet contained a trace of soul-deep revulsion.
Watching the Demon Gods "replicate" a so-called "self" through such brutish and twisted thods and use his na to commit such mad acts.
The feeling was akin to seeing a disgusting maggot not only steal his na but also proudly wriggle its filthy body.
"Heavenly Dao Essence..."
Yang i uttered this na softly.
He knew that the one capable of such nauseating thods was none other than that guy.
He slowly stood up, the willow branch in his hand brushing silently through the void.
An almost undetectable spatial ripple swept across the vast distance, silently rging into the world barriers of the Primordial True Realm.
He chose not to directly confront that disgusting "imitation."
For he knew that only when that so-called "Demon God True Realm" truly began to transcend would be his best mont to act.
He wanted those foolish Demon Gods to understand.
Space is not just for building barriers.
It is also for... breaking barriers.
He, Yang i, forr [Space Demon God], will personally cleanse his house, erasing the "imitation" that defiled the na of "space" and all he had constructed from the very root of existence.
anwhile, on an even broader battlefield of All Heavens, countless mbers of the Phoenix Clan transford into flas streaming forward fearlessly, rushing towards worlds eroded by Chaos Demon Qi and the Destruction Law.
At the peak of the Phoenix Nest on the Nanming Volcano, the Phoenix Clan's Supre Yuan Huang, dressed in a magnificent Seven-Colored Phoenix Robe, silently overlooked all this.
Behind her, a majestic figure with a face identical to hers, yet burning with more intense and pure Nirvana Fire, slowly erged.
It was her avatar and the ancient symbol of the Phoenix Clan — [Yuan Feng]!
"Have you found him?" Yuan Huang's voice was crisp and cold.
"Soon," [Yuan Feng]'s eyes seed to contain countless worlds burning and rebirthing, "that sneaky rat is finally about to lose patience."
Their target was only one — among the Chaos Three Thousand Demon Gods, the one mastering the "Fire Great Dao," [Fire Demon God]!
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