"Central Plains Dali will defend to the death and never retreat!"
Perhaps noticing Wu Dao's gaze, Zhou Heng let out a complicated sigh.
It seemed he had finally let go of all their past grievances. After his resonant declaration shook the heavens and earth, he withdrew the sea of books, and all returned to tranquility.
「A few days later.」
"Hahaha, I've done it! I've finally done it!!!"
「The Northern Lands.」
The Eighteen Layers of Purgatory rumbled and churned.
Its form and spirit were now complete.
The sun and moon vanished, and the world plunged into darkness.
Countless evil ghosts from the Netherworld roared, their cries shaking heaven and earth.
Clad in a magnificent red robe, Zhou Prison was like the King of Fengdu who commands the Netherworld. He swallowed the Eighteen Layers of Purgatory in a single gulp and roared with mad delight, displaying his power to the world.
「In the days that followed.」
