On the surface, he seemed to be holding a ball of light, utterly unconnected to the image of the slaughter blade it once was.
Just after he left the King of Hell, he went around the microcosms to kill some scattered Void Gods, gathering 40 souls.
Except for three planets, almost all the Void Gods scattered in other regions of the microcosm had been slain by him.
His strength was originally formidable, now enhanced by four times in all attributes, making him absurdly powerful. If he barely counted as the Creator Ancestral Spirit before, now there was no doubt.
"To deal with the Demon King, one must rely on a Demon King!" Huang Yi said as his palm flickered, summoning a familiar figure.
In an instant, a majestic bee insect appeared, her abdomen especially large, seemingly formed to create a race.
Her head bore a stunningly beautiful face, with disheveled hair and heavy smokey eye makeup, looking utterly miserable.
