"Believe you?! How can I not?!"
As Wen Yu began to speak, the Pitch-dark World, which had merged with the Netherworld, underwent a transformation.
The dark powers thrummed to life, infiltrating Wen Yu's body. Instantaneously, the ten-meter-tall Pitch-dark Demon Lord began to take shape!
His form was somewhat smaller than before, yet the current Pitch-dark Demon Lord appeared clearer, almost physical, signaling that it had grown even stronger.
With that, a pitch-black battle saber materialized swiftly. The Soul-Armored weapons Palpitation and Mad Medley, enveloped in the power of darkness, materialized atop Wen Yu's shoulders.
The Pitch-dark Demon Lord slowly opened his mouth; a colossal sound wave thundered in all directions!
"But today, I don't want any explanation. I just want you dead!"
As soon as Wen Yu finished speaking, the Pitch-dark Demon Lord vanished on the spot, instantly appearing next to Kuangliu.
