At the moment when Zhou Bai was battling fiercely with the tribulation cloud, on a crater on the lunar surface, the Demon Saint gazed into the distant cosmic void at the crimson sea of lightning, a faint smile appearing at the corners of his mouth.
He opened his mouth, and an invisible whisper emanated from the depths of his heart.
"Ignorant fools, souls of madness, those who know nothing pray here to the Heavenly Dao, sealing a dark pact with their immortal Primordial Spirits."
Accompanying the words of the Demon Saint, an invisible wave spread from his body, expanding outwards into the endless cosmic vacuum.
In the Anger Realm, Sword Realm... among the innumerable domains within the void, it seemed that infinite thoughts awoke at this moment.
"Though they have passed, they are not forgotten, the rebellious soul slumbers in the Abyss, I pray to it and beseech it to answer my prayer."
