For millions of miles on end, forever altering the topography of the Blazing Sun Sect, there now lay a chasm. It had depths of hundreds of thousands of miles, with molten lava spewing out of the bottomless abyss of darkness it opened up.
The Oldest Demon King had been alive for nearly 10,000 years, having seen more than any mortal could deign to imagine. And yet, even then, nothing held a candle to the sheer destructive power that this endless chasm represented.
"To attain this degree of proficiency in the Dao of the Sword…" Demon King Wang mumbled in disbelief. "Is this what a real genius looks like…?"
As for the fate of the juiced-up Demon King that faced Zar with literally everything he had:
"Cough! Cough!" With 75% of his body charred beyond recognition, and another 20% missing, Demon King Cho stopped biting down on his lips so hard. "W-What was even the point…?"
