The purple shield on Fulgrim’s body flashed when it was cut by the invisible blade. This shield can not only defend against golden flames, but also block other psychic spell attacks.

But Wang Ming has already put in all his strength. With his full strength, countless blades appeared around Wang Ming. These blades kept rushing towards Fulgrim and hitting his shield. Wang Ming had no time to cast spells with excessive power. These basic psychic spells were quite good. Wang Ming had no shortage of psychic power anyway, so he could use as much as he wanted. At worst he could die once and then replenish it.

When Wang Ming cast a psychic spell, Fulgrim also cast a psychic spell. The evil psionic power in his hands flashed an ominous light. The light flashed continuously, and they turned into psychic lightning that rushed towards Wang Ming’s invisible blades.

Although they had already begun to cast psychic spells, the two Primarchs had not stopped their actions, and their blades were still colliding. Now Fulgrim had already used all his strength, and as long as he could hit Wang Ming with one blow to break his defense, his job would be done and he could go back to enjoy himself.

Chapter 631: Journey to the Realm of Slaanesh

As Fulgrim’s speed began to accelerate, Wang Ming also began his own plan. Yes, not only Fulgrim had his own plan, Wang Ming also had his own plan. The moment Fulgrim attacked him, he directly put his neck in front of Fulgrim. When Fulgrim saw Wang Ming’s abnormal situation, he did not dare to be careless and immediately took a few steps back.

Wang Ming looked at Fulgrim. He looked at the Daemon Primarch of Slaanesh who was retreating again. He was also confused. He had clearly moved forward, and Fulgrim only needed one step to hurt him. Did Fulgrim discover his plan? It was impossible. His plan with the Emperor should not be discovered by these guys. It was completely impossible.

There’s no way this guy could discover his plan. This isn’t normal. This isn’t subspace at all. Those damn Chaos things wouldn’t know about the conversation between the Emperor and him at all.

“My brother, why did you retreat? You could have hurt me just now, just like you did to Guilliman, come and kill me and give me to your disgusting master.”

Wang Ming looked at Fulgrim and asked him with a puzzled look, but Fulgrim did not answer Wang Ming. He was thinking hard about what weird tricks Wang Ming wanted to use. Wang Ming was also very wary of Fulgrim. Although he had already worked out the basic plan with the locals, there would still be some danger if he really started.

“You could possibly let me get hurt that easily? My brother, you are such a joke. What do you mean you asked me to back off? That’s obviously a trick, isn’t it?”

Fulgrim looked at Wang Ming in front of him, and spread out his four arms, looking at Wang Ming helplessly. To him, Wang Ming was a very smart guy, and Fulgrim had always been on guard against this guy, so that if Wang Ming made any unusual movement, Fulgrim would immediately react and withdraw immediately.

“Huh…, Lord Emperor, is there really no problem with your plan?”

Wang Ming looked at Fulgrim in front of him. He looked at Fulgrim who had a look on his face that said, “I know there’s something wrong with you.” He said to the Emperor in his heart.

“Don’t worry, there’s absolutely no problem. If you stimulate it again, it will definitely not be able to hold back.”

After hearing Wang Ming’s words, the Emperor also said to Wang Ming that he knew Fulgrim’s character. Although this guy was not stupid, in order to complete the task quickly without any worries, he would definitely take action under some stimulation.

“If you have the guts, come and kill me. You’re not going to give up, are you? Didn’t your blasphemous master give you the mission to kill me? You’re not going to give up, are you? You still have the nerve to call yourself the former No. 1 Sword Master in the Galaxy. You still have the nerve to call yourself perfect.”

“Look at your blasphemous body. It’s like an extinct species of loach from ancient Terra. It’s slimy, disgusting, and exudes a sickening smell. The word “perfect” has absolutely nothing to do with it. You are a very blasphemous existence. Your so-called perfection is completely contradictory to the real perfection. You are a twisted thing. The honor you once had has nothing to do with your current blasphemous existence.”

Wang Ming looked at Fulgrim in front of him and said a lot of things in a very eloquent manner, but these words were of little use to Fulgrim. Fulgrim didn’t care about his past honors at all. Those things had been forgotten by him over the past ten thousand years. The only thing that made him angry was that Wang Ming was insulting his current body.

In Fulgrim’s heart, its body was actually very perfect. It was the blessing of the great Lord of Pleasure. It was the most perfect thing in the galaxy. But now in Wang Ming’s mouth, its most perfect body was like a piece of garbage that was completely not worth mentioning. It was so blasphemous and distorted. How could it not make it angry? How could it not make it want to kill Wang Ming?

“Remember, Fulgrim, your offspring, the true son of the Emperor, Rilano, who is always loyal to the Empire. Do you remember him? Ten thousand years of waiting and ten thousand years of loneliness are just to kill you. You once said that your offspring are all noble. Indeed, those true sons of the Emperor are indeed noble, but you, my brother who betrayed my father, you are just a humble and cowardly traitor who is not worth mentioning. Compared with Rilano, you are a complete waste!”

“His nobility is a clear contrast to your lowliness, you damned traitor. The only thing you get for your betrayal is your desecrated body and your already determined fate of destruction.”

Wang Ming looked at Fulgrim who already had murderous intentions towards him and continued to fan the flames. He thought of the ancient sage, the last son of the Emperor, who had endured ten thousand years of loneliness and waiting just to kill the traitor Fulgrim. This eternally noble son of the Emperor was an incomparably great existence who had spent ten thousand years just waiting for the moment to kill his so-called father. He was forever loyal to the Empire and the truth of the Empire. His nobility set off Fulgrim’s distortion and disgust.

“You die! How can that lowly thing compare to me?!”

After hearing Wang Ming’s words, Fulgrim finally broke down. He looked at Wang Ming with a mocking expression, as if he was mocking him for not being as good as his offspring. This was something he could never accept. He admitted that Rilano’s assassination of him was perfect, a perfection that even surprised him, but Wang Ming’s words were a complete mockery of him.

How can something so noble be so desecrated? But this is the reality. Eternal loyalty is always nobler than disgusting betrayal. No matter what the reason for the betrayal, no smallest betrayal can be forgiven. Loyalty that is not absolute is absolute disloyalty. All traitors are so despicable.

“Alright, you’ve angered it. Watch out, you’ll fall directly into Slaanesh’s domain in a moment. Keep your mind steady. Kill anything you see and make that disgusting thing’s domain a river of blood.”

The Emperor looked at the furious Fulgrim from Wang Ming’s perspective, and He reminded Wang Ming in his mind that with this opportunity, they could create a record similar to the burning of Nurgle’s domain before, and burn the domain of another Chaos God to ashes. Although they could not truly destroy them, the disgusting effect on the strategic level was achieved.

Four sharp blades pierced through the power armor, penetrating Wang Ming’s chest and piercing his internal organs. The sharp blades stirred in his body, stirring the internal organs in his chest into pieces of fragments that were vomited out of his throat. However, Wang Ming did not show any pain. Instead, he smiled and looked at Fulgrim with an expression that his plan had been accomplished.

Fulgrim now realized what he had done. He had been fooled by Wang Ming, but what did it matter? As long as he completed the task given to him by Slaanesh, he didn’t need to worry about it. The power of the Lord of Desire was transmitted into Wang Ming’s body from the four sharp blades, and the power smashed all the internal organs in Wang Ming’s chest into pieces.

In almost an instant, Wang Ming’s life was taken away by this force. His lifeless body collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud, and his soul was taken into the joyful realm in the highest heaven.

When Wang Ming regained consciousness from death, he climbed up from a mountain made of gold. He looked at this mountain made of gold. It was a huge mountain range. Its flashing golden and dazzling light, incomparable wealth and countless riches were waving to Wang Ming in this golden light. However, Wang Ming did not have much interest in these things. Although these things looked spectacular, they were of no use in this universe.

In this desperate universe, the so-called money is just a concept. In this desperate universe, what can truly determine everything for human beings is not money, but the terrible war.

Wang Ming passed through a mountain range made of gold and came to a huge and luxurious banquet. In the banquet, all kinds of delicious foods were placed on the table. They exuded a fragrance that could seduce any creature. They were quietly placed on the table waiting for those who wanted to eat them. A large number of fat humanoid creatures were constantly eating the food in this huge banquet.

Their bodies were strangely fat, which was the power of Slaanesh. They could not resist the temptation of Slaanesh’s corruption and became its minions. The moment Wang Ming saw them, he suddenly laughed. His laughter did not attract the attention of those guys. All their work was focused on the delicious food. They did not care about Wang Ming’s arrival.

Wang Ming was very satisfied with their attitude. Wang Ming took out a huge power hammer from the system. He looked at the distorted creatures in the banquet hall that were constantly devouring food, and began his whacking mole activity. The fat figures were smashed into meat paste by Wang Ming’s power hammer, and the huge dining tables and the delicacies on them were smashed into flying fragments in the air. Wang Ming was very happy to wave his power hammer in this huge banquet hall.

He looked at the demons he had killed, and the golden flames around him suddenly ignited around him, like an arsonist, and the banquet hall was instantly set on fire. However, the banquet hall was still too large, and the area he burned was not enough to cover the entire banquet hall. In fact, the area he burned was only a small corner of the banquet hall. This is the domain of the Chaos Gods.

It was created from the concepts represented by the Chaos Gods and changes according to the will of the Chaos Evil God. This is their divine domain and the true territory of Chaos in this universe.

Just after Wang Ming used the golden flame to ignite the banquet hall, the scene in front of him suddenly changed, and he suddenly appeared in a place full of all kinds of beauties. He looked at the large number of Slaanesh that suddenly appeared in front of him, an illusion created according to his subconscious mind. He had no feeling for these things at all, because he was a time traveler, he knew what the hell was in the third ring of Slaanesh, and he would never touch those things.

He just didn’t touch them, but that didn’t stop him from smashing them to death!

The power hammer was swung again. Facing the beauties in front of him, Wang Ming didn’t have any idea about them at all. He responded to these demonic things with his power hammer. He watched these things being smashed into pieces and meat paste by the power hammer, and continued to move forward by stepping on the meat paste of these things.

These things could not stop him. Hundreds of years of fighting had made him not have too many thoughts about these things. Moreover, these guys even simulated the way Clayrose posed in front of him. Regarding the illusion of this guy’s appearance, Wang Ming chose to hit him a few more times and beat him into a pulp first.

While Wang Ming was constantly killing those hallucinations, the scene in front of him suddenly changed. The beauties around him who had been smashed into pulp by him disappeared. He appeared on a high platform. A huge square appeared in front of him. On the square, countless people praised his name, and beside him, his capable and warlike brothers were looking at him with smiles on their faces.

They congratulated Wang Ming on becoming the second emperor of the empire and told him about the unlimited power he would have after becoming the emperor. Countless people in the square shouted Wang Ming’s name and praised their new emperor.

After Wang Ming saw all this, there seemed to be a voice in his soul telling him to go and become their emperor. The voice was extremely bewitching, as if it wanted to control Wang Ming’s body. But after Wang Ming hesitated for a second, he suddenly realized one thing, that is, he was still in the domain of Slaanesh, which was the fourth ring of the domain of Slaanesh.

It is a place full of endless illusory power. The power here is so great that it is beyond imagination, but in fact it is just an illusion. A very real illusion allows you to experience the joy of power, but this thing is not very useful for Wang Ming. Although his emotions were affected by the power of Slaanesh for a moment, he still reacted, because the power of the Human Empire does not represent endless power and endless enjoyment.

Wang Ming was well aware of the Emperor’s pain. When he was affected by the power of the fourth ring in the Slaanesh Realm, he recalled the saint on the golden throne. He recalled His pain. He was the most powerful person in the human empire, and He was enduring endless pain for all mankind.

Chapter 632: Unreal Dream

“Power… is not worth mentioning. In front of the justice of this race, everything is just a matter of seconds. I am loyal to humanity and the Emperor. These illusions have no effect on me.”

Wang Ming looked at those illusions, he looked at those guys who praised him, a huge golden flame burned around him, and a giant sword made of golden flames appeared in his hand. The giant sword was waved in his hand, and as he waved it, a large golden flame burst out. Those golden flames continued to burn those people’s bodies, burning all these illusory things into ashes.

From Wang Ming’s perspective, after those things were all burned, the scene in front of him changed again. The golden flame ignited everything around him, space, time, people and things, everything, seemed to collapse in front of him, ashes drifted like snowflakes, and Wang Ming walked out of this illusion. He walked out of the fourth realm of Slaanesh, which represents the realm of illusory power.

Wang Ming continued to move forward, and suddenly a group of familiar people appeared in front of him. They were a group of time travelers wearing silver armor. Just when Wang Ming saw them, the scene around him suddenly changed. The scene that had turned to ashes instantly turned into an endless wheat field.

“Boss, we have finally destroyed the Four Gods and made humans the overlords of this galaxy. This galaxy will once again be under the control of humans. Look, that transport ship is carrying food and wine. Humans will no longer need to go through war. We have succeeded, boss.”

When Wang Ming walked in front of the group of people, he suddenly saw Wang Xiaofa and Hu Jin appear in front of him strangely. Wang Ming looked at the two of them and listened to them say the things he wanted most. In addition, he also silently paid attention to the surrounding environment. He looked at the time travelers who were farming in the golden wheat fields, and also saw the twisted vines that were eager to try and were about to stretch out in the golden wheat fields. Those things will strangle their necks after these guys achieve their goals, and let them die after seeing their cruelest failure.

“Yes, this is such a great future. We defeated the Four Chaos Gods, we destroyed them, we turned them into the history of the galaxy, and let humans completely own a safe galaxy. But what is the price?”

Wang Ming looked at Hu Jin in front of him, he suddenly grabbed his head and lifted him in front of him. He looked at the Slaanesh demon in front of him who had turned into Hu Jin, and said to it with a mocking look on his face that Wang Ming would not fall into the illusion created by Slaanesh for him, because he has always been very clear that he is a human being, and he is the lord of the 21st Legion of the Empire. He has always been working hard to fight for humanity, sticking to his original intention and rejecting those desires. This is why Wang Ming has been trying to keep himself awake.

In fact, in Wang Ming’s cognition, he has always been just a tool, a tool to fight for humanity, a tool to strive for the great ideals of the human race. He does not reject this identity of his, because this is the fact. Everything he does is for humanity. He understands his mission and is clear about his identity.

“The price is that countless humans wail in front of the evil god. The terrible evil god uses his dying power to sweep across the entire galaxy. Is this the price you want to pay me to achieve this goal? I said you have seen me in your eyes. I am right. I will be destroyed in that dying power. My dream will also be destroyed with him, and the entire human race will be destroyed.”

Wang Ming looked at Hu Jin in front of him, threw him to the ground with a mocking look on his face, and then said these words to him. After hearing his words, Hu Jin’s expression instantly became distorted, and then, as if he could no longer maintain his lie, his whole body turned into a purple light, and then became the appearance of a lustful demon.

However, at the moment when it revealed its true appearance, a golden flame suddenly burned around Wang Ming. In that golden flame, everything around was ignited again. Everything golden was burning, the wheat fields, the vines in the wheat fields, and the illusions of the traversers who were working. Wang Ming looked at these burning things, and for some reason, he suddenly said something, and this sentence instantly made his neck tighten.

“How wonderful it would be if this were true. The future of mankind should be like this. There would be no Chaos God, no external threats, and mankind would once again become the overlord of the galaxy. How… Damn it!!”

When Wang Ming was talking to himself, a vine suddenly stretched out from the golden flames and strangled Wang Ming’s neck from behind. The sudden feeling of suffocation surprised Wang Ming very much, but that was all. Wanting to strangle a Primarch to death was just something he could only think about.

If the Primarchs could be strangled to death, then there would be nothing impossible in this world. It is totally unscientific to try to strangle a Primarch to death. With the Primarchs’ terrifying physical fitness, they are creatures that can move in a vacuum. How could they be killed by something as simple as lack of oxygen?

After a brief surprise, Wang Ming reacted quickly. His words had already fallen into Slaanesh’s trap. In his heart, he yearned for this kind of future and hoped that he could achieve this kind of future. It was this idea of ​​his that triggered the rules of the divine realm here, allowing the power of Slaanesh to finally find an opportunity.

Wang Ming could feel the corrupting power on the vines. Those powers were constantly entering his body through the vines, but this degree of erosion did not have much effect on him. His soul was quite special, and this degree of erosion was not enough to really affect his soul.

Moreover, the golden flames burning around him are not just for decoration. They are the essence of the Warp, the essence of a Primarch, and the anger of all human beings. These things are very sensitive to the power of Chaos, the enemy of mankind. It is like fire meeting gasoline. As long as they encounter the power of Chaos, they will immediately burn the power of Chaos to ashes.

The chaotic power was ignited by Wang Ming’s golden flames. The golden flames burned the chaotic power in Wang Ming’s body and burned the vines that were strangling Wang Ming’s neck into ashes. When the vines were burned to ashes, Wang Ming was freed. He looked at the things around him that were ignited by the golden flames and said nothing. He chose to move on. He didn’t care about these things, just like he didn’t know how long ago he started to not care about his own life.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, as if traveling through time and space, Wang Ming finally arrived at a golden beach. Under the warm sunshine, the golden beach formed a large expanse of golden color, and the sea surface was filled with soft waves. Soft music continued to sound in the surrounding space, bewitching passers-by to fall asleep here.

Wang Ming knew where this place was. He took out a power sword and stabbed himself without hesitation. The painful feeling from the wound forced his consciousness back to normal. He looked at the golden beach. If he closed his eyes for a few seconds, he would have fallen into the arms of Slaanesh. He must not have any thoughts of resting on this beach, otherwise he would die without knowing how.

However, the clarity that was restored after the pain only lasted for a moment. Under the instigation of those voices, thoughts about fatigue began to appear in Wang Ming’s senses again. This time, Wang Ming would not make an action like stabbing himself with a sword, because this action has been proven to be an inefficient means of refreshing himself. If he wants to successfully pass through this place, he must find a way to keep his mind clear.

He knew that the drugs of the Human Federation might be able to achieve this effect, but the amount required was huge, and it was not ruled out that this fatigue directly acted on the soul. Although the pain in the flesh could temporarily refresh the mind, if it actually acted on the soul, then the effects of those drugs and the previous injuries were actually similar. This was an ability that acted on the soul.

But Wang Ming was not without a solution. He looked at the wounds on his body that were gradually healing. This was the result of his immortal physique beginning to take effect. Wang Ming finally didn’t want to fight with Slaanesh anymore. His warp essence completely erupted at this moment. In an instant, golden flames enveloped the entire beach and sea.

In the golden flames, this beautiful scenery like a paradise revealed its true appearance, distortion, chaos, disorder, the original appearance of the chaos in the Supreme Heaven, exposed at a glance, the traces of the power of chaos filled this space at this moment, where is the golden beach and the blue sea? Everything is fake, everything is the domain of Slaanesh, that is His plan, His deception, the Lord of the Clouds in this subspace, this damn, twisted, blasphemous thing, looked at the first human in history to break through his sixth ring, and he laughed twistedly.

The laughter sounded like the voice of countless people combined, extremely distorted and terrifying, and at the moment this laughter appeared, Wang Ming’s consciousness suddenly became blurred. He felt countless soft things wriggling on his body, and felt that his soul was being eroded by something, and at the moment this feeling appeared, a cold light suddenly appeared on his body, which dispelled those distorted existences and allowed Wang Ming’s consciousness to return to his body.

Wang Ming opened his eyes, and the moment he opened his eyes, he was deeply shocked by the scene in front of him. It was a huge, magnificent and extremely beautiful palace. It was so perfect and beautiful, as if all the artists in the world came together and created something with their life-long learning and energy. Its beauty has surpassed time and space. It is an indescribable charm. All kinds of complex, perfect and twisted sculptures are used as decoration on the building. The concept they represent exudes a joyful power all the time.

The owner of this huge palace is none other than the Lord of Pleasure, Slaanesh, one of the four evil gods of the Warp. This damn thing finally dragged Wang Ming to his palace, and this means one thing, that is, Slaanesh himself is going to corrupt Wang Ming personally.

Wang Ming looked at the huge palace. Actually, he was still a little panicked, but the current situation did not allow him to panic. He looked at the huge palace and silently called out “Emperor” in his heart. At the moment he called out “Emperor”, a cold light suddenly appeared beside him, and then the whole space seemed to be torn apart. The teeth-grinding sound of space cracking came from the entire space, and cold light also appeared from this space.

After hearing those voices, Wang Ming looked up at the sky, and saw a huge sun that had appeared in the sky at some point. The sun seemed to have no temperature, and the light it emitted had no temperature. It was not a real sun, but a subspace entity, a powerful subspace entity.

After seeing the huge Warp entity, Wang Ming smiled with relief. He finally completed his mission. Now he was looking forward to the moment when the Emperor would kill Slaanesh. However, he knew that it was absolutely impossible for the Emperor to kill Slaanesh. After all, each of these Warp evil gods was not easy to deal with. It was impossible to kill them easily.

This is indeed the case. Just after the cold sun tore through the defenses of Slaanesh’s domain and entered it, Slaanesh put away his smile. He looked at the cold sun. Compared to the other Chaos Gods, Slaanesh’s power was actually the weakest among them. He was actually very young when he was born. Even though gods already existed in the past, future and present at the moment of their birth, he was still the youngest Chaos God.

He looked at the cold sun, and after thinking for a while, he tentatively launched an attack towards the cold sun. Although he was the youngest and weakest among the Chaos Gods, he was not someone that could be easily killed by that man. A little bit of death was still possible for him. Moreover, Slaanesh had been looking forward to close contact with that man for a long time, and he expected the excitement and pleasure that guy would bring him.

Chapter 633: Killing Through the Divine Realm

“Well, it seems you are very brave.”

Wang Ming looked at Slaanesh who was attacking the big ball of light. Although his rationality was reduced a lot by the appearance of Slaanesh, his rationality returned when he saw the Emperor. The two sides formed a complementary situation. This weird situation was very strange, but Wang Ming at least retained his consciousness, right?

He just watched Slaanesh’s process of death, quietly waiting for the moment when Slaanesh would be beaten up by the Emperor. Everything he had experienced before could finally have an ending that would make him feel comfortable.

Just as Slaanesh launched an attack on the Emperor, a huge golden light suddenly illuminated the entire Chaos Realm. The golden light did not have any temperature, it was cold and soft. To humans, it was like a gentle caress, but to these Chaos demons, this thing was like their pesticide. When the golden light covered the entire Chaos Realm, one by one Astartes wearing heavy armor also appeared in the Chaos Realm.

They were the Astartes of the Legion of the Damned, of course, there were not only Astartes of the Legion of the Spell, among them there were also a lot of time travelers who had no idea why they came here. They looked at the demons in front of them, and after a nanosecond of confusion, they drew their power swords, roaring for the Emperor and the Empire, and rushed towards the demons.

They were actually all confused by the current situation. They were just doing their own things, such as chopping off a couple of demons, but suddenly they all came here. What could they say?

However, although it is not the same time or the same place, their attitude towards killing demons will never change. No matter whether it is the work of the Chaos Evil God or the Emperor, they will never coexist peacefully with demons. As long as they see any demon, they will pick up their weapons and chop the demon into eight pieces, making it impossible for the demon to pose a threat to humans.

After seeing them appear, Wang Ming thought for a moment, then drew out his weapon and rushed towards the demons. Wang Ming was very familiar with the purpose of the Emperor pulling these time travelers and the Cursed Legion here. Wang Ming knew that the Emperor might not be able to kill those Chaos Evil Gods, but he could still destroy their divine domains.

So just like in the previous Nurgle domain, this group of people smashed everything they saw along the way, and when they saw a demon, they chopped it into eight pieces and threw it into the golden flame to force it to be reincarnated. Gradually, the roars and numbers of the Slaanesh demons that were still guarding the Slaanesh domain began to decrease. The reason was nothing else but that they killed too many traversers and the Legion of the Damned, coupled with the killing by the Emperor’s area attack.

This was simply like plowing the fields, but this level of casualties was of no concern to any Chaos God. After all, the demons they showed were only a small part of their demons. The number of demons in the hands of each Chaos God had reached an infinite number. They existed in the future and the past, and were a terrifying legion transformed by the power of the Chaos Gods. If one wanted to truly destroy this entire legion, the price to be paid was completely unimaginable.

But the current situation is also very good. After all, the time travelers and the Cursed Legion are now destroying things as they go, just like a group of complete bandits. Wherever they go, they kill all the Chaos Demons in every place, and then completely burn down the buildings full of blasphemy in that place. Golden flames are ignited in the Slaanesh Divine Realm.

Huge blasphemous buildings were reduced to ashes under the burning of these golden flames. Countless demons were wailing under these golden flames. They roared, wailed, and cursed. They didn’t know why that man came. That man completely destroyed their territory!

That man killed a large number of their companions and destroyed a large number of their territories. Everything happened so suddenly. The golden flame was burning, and he was dancing in the blasphemous chaotic domain. The flame distorted the air and space, making all the demons in this domain feel that terrible power. It was the power that came from that man, the power from the saint on the golden throne above Holy Terra.

The cold light illuminated the entire Chaos Divine Realm. Everything was like melting ice. The demons were melted under the light. The various buildings transformed by the blasphemous power of chaos also gradually collapsed in the light. The Lord of Joy was instantly severely injured when he just attacked the Emperor. Although the severe injury to the Lord of Joy was very exhausting for the Emperor, it was actually not a losing deal.

The Lord of Joy can no longer stop the time travelers and the Cursed Legion from killing and destroying his divine domain.