In the next moment, Emperor Ziwei no longer lingered, turned, and stepped forth.
His figure instantly merged into the great Divine Bridge that traversed the void, yet to completely dissipate.
The bridge's brilliance flashed, gathering at once, along with the figure suppressing the ages, completely vanished, as if it had never appeared.
Only a shattered, Divine Blood-soaked, mournful Immortal Divine Country remained, along with a group of terrified, furious yet helpless, humiliated Evil God beings.
The Eternal Silence God Master stood where he was, his form almost integrating with the surrounding darkness, motionless for a long time.
The tragedy of the Divine Country was mirrored in his pitch-black eyes.
"Ziwei Immortal Court... I shall remember this!"
His words, deep and filled with endless coldness, slowly echoed in this silent void, every word seemingly contained the blood and turmoil of the future.
