This sparked a hint of murderous intent within Magaras, "Xibo, it seems I've underestimated you, since you come from my homeland..."
"Shut up, trash!"
His voice was resounding, unequivocal,
"Magaras, do you know my goal for coming here?"
"Stand upright and become the pinnacle of the world!"
The next moment, an immense force of phone karma violently surged forth, entangling Magaras in its depths, tearing him apart.
At this moment, Xibo was enveloped in endless radiance, transcoding the karma of the entire cosmos at super speed, aging rapidly, with a mass of white hair sprouting on his head.
"What lies, what fraud?"
"It's all just nonsense, my power is beyond good and evil."
"The one who loses is the Demon King!"
The entire Death World was suddenly covered by boundless radiance.
The dark soil mist cleared in an instant, as if hundreds of high-powered incandescent lamps were crammed into a wardrobe called death, brightening intensely in a blinding flash.
