Darian held Niara's gaze for a second that felt like an eternity. With a brief sigh, his lips moved softly.
"Wait a bit... I'm almost done."
He didn't run to her. Instead, Darian closed his eyes and opened his arms, as if embracing the very universal void.
**BUZZ!!**
Space-time began to vibrate violently, letting out a hum that made reality tremble. In mere seconds, every drop of Slaughter power that existed there was absorbed by him.
His body was wrapped in a visceral scarlet light. Then... his body, his soul, and his mind began to fragment, breaking apart to be rebuilt.
At that moment, the real chaos began.
The devastating Slaughter power collided and fused with the sacred glow of his Celestial Cultivation. At the epicenter of that fusion, Darian's body also pulsed, being added into the mix.
A normal immortal from other universes was considered average. A Celestial cultivator who reached that level was always an incomparable high-tier existence. But Darian...
