Death is a dark, endless revelry.

Anyone who's died once knows that the darkness there is truly fucking dark.

How long did I sleep?

Ten years, twenty years, or eighty years?

Xue Jiu couldn't remember.

He seemed to be dead, yet he also seemed to be alive.

He should have died in the Abyss of Supreme Power, or at least died once.

In the darkness, Xue Jiu blinked; he knew he was alive.

It was still very dark around us.

But there was already a glimmer in his eyes.

This is a coffin.

The dead should lie in coffins.

The coffin did not smell of decay because Xue Jiu's body had been frozen on the snow-capped mountain.

The moment he came back to life, what returned first was not consciousness, but power.

SSS-level talent: Dreams Come True.

He blinked again.

He awoke.

The awakening of a supreme being means that another figure has appeared on the supreme throne.

After countless years, he regained his former talent and power, and even reached a higher level.

Xue Jiu felt little joy; instead, he frowned.

His power was somewhat out of control.

Although the loss of control happened in an instant, two things happened in that instant.

One big thing, one small thing.

In an instant, a signal came from the Supreme Abyss: the Supreme Demon God wanted to make peace.

Logically, the Supreme Demon God should be fighting the fifth-generation Supreme Being, namely Ying Jiu.

Clearly, Yingjiu wasn't putting too much pressure on the Supreme Demon God, and even had the leisure to pay attention to what was happening here.

The supreme demon god knew very well that if this dragged on any longer, he would surely die.

Therefore, He was afraid.

He did not seek out Wuhen, nor Xiaoyao, nor Shura.

He knew very well that everything began with this man, and should also end with this man.

Xue Jiu's response to the supreme demon god's request was simple.

“We will give this story the ending it deserves, in our own way.”

Xue Jiu refused.

The war has escalated to this point, affecting both the Upper Realm and this Realm, including the Human Race, the Abyss, the Nine Eternal Races, and all other races...

Everything needs to come to an end.

However, it's in our way.

The Supreme Demon God was right. Wuhen, Xiaoyao, Shura... none of the other supreme beings could change the ending of the story, only Xue Jiu could.

But Xue Jiu refused.

Just like a hundred years ago, when Xue Jiu rejected the supreme demon god, he did so without any hesitation.

For the most powerful demon god, this was a momentous event.

In Xue Jiu's eyes, this was just a small matter.

The real big event was that after His awakening, His power briefly went out of control, causing those around Him to fall into a deep sleep.

To be precise, they had a beautiful dream, and that dream is about to come true.

This is a matter of utmost importance.

Xue Jiu's figure appeared outside the coffin. A boring soap opera was playing on the television. It was unclear whether Huo Da or Lan Zhexian was watching it.

Xue Jiu glanced at them and chuckled to himself.

Huo Da's dream was simple: he wanted to defeat the strongest opponent, to win fair and square.

Lan Zhexian's dream was a bit more complicated; he wanted to shatter Huo Da's dream.

Xue Jiu smiled helplessly.

Xue Jiu did not realize their dream, nor did he do anything more.

Xue Jiu knew very well that if he allowed the two to fully recover their strength, or even go further and touch the threshold of the strongest, they would be eager to participate in the final battle.

That's right, if Xue Jiu wanted, he could make the two of them possess the combat power of an ordinary supreme expert at any time.

reason?

He is a nightmare, the first supreme being of humanity, and the strongest supreme being in history. He once possessed the complete mark of supreme power, and he was resurrected from the dead...

Actually, not many reasons are needed.

He is Xue Jiu.

That one reason is enough.

But Xue Jiu didn't do that.

Ordinary supreme experts are not qualified to participate in this battle.

This is the final battle between the strongest human and the strongest demon god.

Having confirmed that the two were not at risk of losing control and dying, Xue Jiu stopped looking at them and went to the monument to their will.

There are many words and names on this monument.

However, in recent years, few names have been added.

Seeing this, Xue Jiu couldn't help but feel a little gratified.

They died because they had no choice but to die, and also so that future generations would not have to die, or at least not for such a reason.

A gentle breeze swept by.

Xue Jiu was no longer seen before the monument to his martyrs.

On the Eternal Tower, Lantianqi looked outwards with a somewhat bewildered expression.

Although he resides in the Eternal Tower, he can sense the changes in the human world; Earth is essentially his home turf.

Just now, everything in the human world was blocked.

In this world, there is Xue Jiu.

Xue Jiu wandered around the human world, looking and looking, but always felt that he could never see everything.

He went to the abyss again and wandered around. Most of the abyss was no longer affected by the war, and the demons had been purified.

Only when passing through the Fifth Abyss did Xue Jiu show a hint of guilt on his face.

This is... a bit of a misunderstanding.

However, his older brother once said after drinking that sometimes being drunk is better than being sober, and being confused is better than being clear-headed.

Whether it will bring good fortune or misfortune remains to be seen.

Xue Jiu went to many places.

Abyss, Eternal Tower, Beyond the Heavens, Desolate Land, Great Vortex...

There is no place in this world that He cannot go.

Outside the Upper Realm, Xue Jiu stopped in his tracks.

In the upper realm, there is a sword whose owner watches over Xue Jiu from afar.

To be precise, this was the first time the two had met.

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