Corpse Water's tidal wave wrapped the remaining will of the Bodhisattva and fled madly toward the dimension's edge.
The fate of the Thousand-Eyed Witch Ancestor was even more tragic; those thousands of mysterious eyes that once perceived all things met their end the moment they gazed into the World Destruction Rules. The thousand eyes transformed into a void of silence, even the concept of the eyes dispersed into this emptiness.
The mysterious Bronze Nuo Mask on the Witch Ancestor's face could not withstand the impact of the Power of Rules. Countless fine cracks appeared on its surface, and with a deafening shattering sound, the mask broke, revealing its true visage.
It was not the visage imagined by ordinary people, but a void, at this moment utterly torn by the power of World Destruction Rules, losing its final mystery.
As if some rule had been broken, the aura on the Thousand-Eyed Witch Ancestor's body suddenly diminished, barely able to control his body and escape.
