No one expected the war to reach such a severe point.

An unprecedented wave of destruction turned all visible places into scorched earth.

The power of the Destruction Black Sun nearly tore apart the high divine bodies of the World Group's Will in an instant.

The Storm Lord Talos was the first to be reduced to ashes, with only the scattered True God Uniqueness barely taken away by the Demon Hall.

The indirectly affected Wu An Monarch's body, under the protection of the Abyssal Will, also began to melt.

The Abyssal Will carefully cherished this descending form.

The eyes of this World Will flickered with uncertain light:

"What a pity, why can't it be used for me?"

Wu An Monarch's calm voice echoed from the same mouth:

"He fights not for himself, but for those he values. Since the day we opposed the Seven Heroes, he was destined not to be one of us."

The Abyss remained silent for a long time before finally saying softly:

"I really wish... but forget it, Glazter, you should leave too."

"Yes, Supreme."

Wu An Monarch chuckled softly, and his figure quietly dispersed.

At this moment.

Several towering beings suddenly appeared in the Star Realm.

The Stars were the jewels adorning their robes.

Endless Star Realm energy gathered into bodies that spanned the galaxy.

Yet, that one Destruction Black Sun was so scorching.

So scorching that even the galactic incarnations of the Demon Hall let out unbearable screams.

The filthy power melted through the World Crystal Wall.

For countless years, these great wills, equivalent to the Supreme Divine Level of the World Group, believed that only the eternal crystal walls created by the God of Gods could tear apart the eternal crystal walls of other Gods of Gods.

But on this day.

The Supreme Wills were terrified to find that the near-eternal rule incarnates, the crystal wall that could only break if colliding with similar kind...

was melting.

The painful wails of the Demon Hall lingered endlessly.

That Black Sun seemed determined, relentlessly pursuing the Demon Hall.

Other World Groups chose to ignore.

The choice to control the Filthy Sun Demon Monarch was because it had to be controlled.

But who brought about this situation, no one knew it better than the Supreme Wills.

They were eager for the Demon Hall to face misfortune.

"No, there's no way to separate this chaos."

A World Will looked at the melting Star Robe, never expecting its own part of the rules to be devoured by that pure destruction.

"First, we must lower the resistance of the Filthy Sun Demon Monarch."

The Bottomless Abyssal Will spoke with practiced familiarity.

The Supreme Wills looked at this former leader of the World Group, momentarily unsure what to say.

Indeed.

No World Group was more adept at confronting such [Transcenders] than the Abyss.

After all... the first to take a hit was the Abyss.

And the method the Abyss employed at the time, now seems quite humiliating in retrospect.

If the existing cards can't defeat the King of Fury, what should be done?

Very simple...

[Just make the King of Fury less furious].

But the problem is.

It's not the same as fury.

Given time, anger may have a chance to subside.

But the Filthy Sun Demon Monarch only wishes for all entities and worlds that oppose him to return to endless destruction.

"The Stars, you must step forward." A World Group proposed.

"Can't handle this, you must take action for there to be a chance."

"For instance."

"I know you have exiled the [Pillar of Stars] to the Abyss of Emptiness, you must join forces to retrieve my pillar, the foundation to anchor the Filthy Sun Demon Monarch."

The Abyssal Will said in a chilling voice:

"You want to retain the information of the Filthy Sun Demon Monarch?"

The Stars mocked:

"Laughable, unwilling to endure the Destruction Power of the Filthy Sun, yet also unwilling to bear the cost of its continued existence, you wish for both."

"I agree."

Having melted away a third of the Star Robe, the Demon Hall opted without hesitation to lie flat.

He simply knew he would be shattered.

By any means, first stop the monarch from running rampant: "I agree to retrieving the Second Generation World Tree."

The Bottomless Abyss scoffed, but the smile quickly receded.

Knowing the saying "lips perish, teeth will freeze," he understood those two [Transcenders] too well.

Whether it's the King of Fury.

Or the King of Pride.

They are those unreasonable, temperamental sorts.

When anger rises, with the fire not extinguished, they don't listen to reason.

Of course, just like the King of Pride years ago.

Unable to withstand the backfire of this power, the King of Pride would eventually exhaust his vitality and dissipate into the mortal world.

It's the same for the Filthy Sun Demon Monarch.

The power he now bears exceeds even back then.

This power cannot be suppressed by his body.

Death is the only fate awaiting him.

Indeed.

Continue to drag on.

Unable to withstand the Destruction Black Sun's power, the Filthy Sun Demon Monarch will eventually crumble.

But who knows before he collapses, how many World Groups he will send off.

Other World Groups are hard to say.

But the Demon Hall believes it will be the first to be sent off.

The Bottomless Abyss was also cornered.

Because he knows.

The last was the Demon Hall, and the next would be him.

Naturally, he is even more unwilling to be beaten.

Six thousand years ago being chased and beaten was tolerable.

But being chased and beaten six thousand years later is a bit excessive.

So after much consideration, the two World Groups chose to compromise swiftly.

Damned.

Originally, in that war more than six thousand years ago, the Stars had already lost the [Pillar of Stars] World Tree that strengthened the World Crystal Wall.

Following that, the Stars' World Crystal Wall had then developed a slight glitch.

The originally airtight defenses occasionally showed weaknesses, beginning to fall behind in the world group's siege warfare.

Unexpectedly, the power of the World Tree was ultimately inherited by Abigail, the last Golden Elf and God of Growth and Forest.

If the God of Growth and Forest had not fused with the King of Pride after this, and eventually been exiled into the Star Realm, pursuing the Stars through their weaknesses would have been even more troublesome.

But now, because the King of Pride transformed into the Filthy Sun Demon Monarch, they're forced to personally salvage the exiled World Tree.

Damn it!

Damn it!

"It's permissible for the World Tree to awaken the consciousness of the Filthy Sun Demon Monarch, but there is no reason to let it successfully return to the Stars."

A voice from the World Group resonated mildly.

Although not every World Group at the scene was mutually hostile.

Yet, no one wished to see the Stars quickly remedy their last weak spot.

In fact, the Stars realized they couldn't gorge themselves into bloated oblivion.

"Fine, I too wish to avoid conflict, but the World Tree must be placed near the Stars, there's no room for negotiation."

"Alright!"

"Agreed."

"Concur."

"No problem."

...

Voices slowly filtered through the void.

Being able to obtain enough time was sufficient.

Amidst the collision of the stars, the World Group intervened, tearing open the Abyss of Emptiness, discovering the towering tree that had regrown.

Detecting the power of the World Group, Abigail became aware of the danger and fiercely resisted.

But she quickly heard a familiar voice:

"Rest assured, we will return to save the Spear Hero."

The frantically struggling Abigail paused for a moment, falling silent.

When the World Tree's roots spread across the void, she finally beheld that Destruction Black Sun.

"Why has he become like this?"

The Stars sighed softly:

"Bearing too much True God Uniqueness, unable to control the rampant power."

"How can I help him?"

"Briefly awaken the Filthy Sun Demon Monarch's consciousness to let him suppress his own power."

"Will that suffice?"

"Leave the rest to the World Wills to handle."

"Alright."

When the scarred World Tree slowly approached the Destruction Black Sun, its power visibly started to diminish.

As the trembling roots of the World Tree slowly approached him, that force finally abated, revealing the cocoon wrapped in layers of black feathers.

"Finally... see you again."

The power of the World Wills surged.

Divide upon divide.

Suppress upon suppress.

It wasn't long.

Chloe, who was in a dazed state, briefly regained consciousness.

He opened his eyes and saw the giant tree swaying in the void.

"Long time no see, Abigail."

His icy gaze swept across the surrounding World Group, finally sighing deeply:

"Such a strategy, originally I intended to destroy two World Groups first."

His eyes revealed unabashed murderous intent.

In fact.

Before his descent, he had implanted a final mental suggestion: to annihilate both the Demon Hall and the Bottomless Abyss.

The World Will of the Demon Hall expressed reluctance to speak.

Thank goodness.

Thankfully, feeling off, he preemptively agreed to flee.

Originally thinking this guy would just tear at his flesh, and at worst return to lick his wounds.

Unexpectedly, all they wanted was his demise.

The Demon Hall full of grievances, wanted to confront directly.

But under the watchful eyes of other World Groups, finally spat out:

"After this battle, we are unable to interfere with you for a long time."

Meaning they've suffered too great a setback, not planning to continue besieging the Stars.

The Bottomless Abyss, silent for a moment, spoke:

"You can choose to join the Bottomless Abyss, your chaos and madness fits well with us."

This statement made Chloe unable to hold back.

Brother, you truly haven't been beaten enough.

But Chloe also felt his current state was dire.

The destruction power of the Black Sun not only destroys others, but also himself.

"We will separate your power, then send you to be reborn."

The Stars spoke softly.

In the next moment.

A warm strength spread over.

Chaos split, mind and matter unraveled.

Chloe finally felt he could control part of his power.

He looked at the Shadow Will and said:

"Seems I am about to fall into the Shadow Plane."

"No, you needn't come."

Unexpectedly, the Shadow Plane chose to refuse.

"Oh?" Chloe was somewhat puzzled.

According to his agreement with the Shadow Plane, the Shadow Plane would lend him its power, and he in turn would embrace the shadows.

Why now has the Shadow Plane reneged?

"Go to the Stars, after meeting you, I have a new idea."

"A new idea?"

"What I desire is vast. Having your body is insufficient, but possessing your heart will be. I choose to let go, so next time you'll stand more steadfastly by my side."

The Shadow Plane let out a cold laugh:

"Still my emperor? Unwilling to accept this invitation?"

Chloe glanced at the Stars who pretended not to hear anything.

Moments later he said:

"Okay."

"Excellent."

Amidst the rumblings.

The chaotic essence of the Filthy Sun Demon Monarch was torn apart.

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