The clouds parted, and the air roared with an explosion.
A visible shockwave swept across a hundred-mile radius.
Wherever Dongjun and Nagisa's influence reached, it was a scene of devastation.
Trees were destroyed, rivers overflowed, even the mountains and terrain suffered catastrophic damage...
"What an incredible battle this is!"
Beneath the battlefield, which all creatures feared to approach, a phantom-like figure appeared out of thin air.
This figure was only the size of an ordinary human, floating in mid-air like a ghost.
Whether it was a storm or shockwave, they could pass through Him without obstruction, as if He was merely an illusory shadow.
However, when He slowly lifted His head.
Those cold, indifferent eyes could attract anyone's attention.
Anyone targeted by those eyes of death would never think Him just an illusory shadow.
Because He was the Netherworld Celestial Monarch from the Netherworld, the very incarnation of Death in the truest sense.
