Ti is slowly passing by, and before you know it, the brutal Tao-Magical War has already lasted a whole year.
For the Human Race, this year has been filled with tornt and constant worry.
Because as ti goes on, not only Qi Butian, but more and more people begin to vaguely sense a pressure of boundless terror slowly emanating from the Abyss.
This is Luohu, who is deliberately releasing his aura to demonstrate his horror.
With continuous transformations, even though the ascension is not yet complete, his strength has increased tenfold.
His strength has grown to such an extent now that he no longer fears Lu Qingshan coming for him; he is unafraid of anyone in the world.
Therefore, he chose to release his aura, instilling infinite panic and despair among the Human Race.
——This situation where one is aware of impending doom yet powerless and can only wait silently is undoubtedly a massive torture, enough to drive one mad.
And the oppression and madness of the Human Race bring great pleasure to Luohu.
....
Another month passes.
On this day.
The Abyss.
Countless demonic lights suddenly rise up.
Under such brilliance of demonic lights, even the blood moon loses its color.
What was once the blood-red-thed Demon Domain becos colorful at this mont.
All the demon folk still in the Abyss at this mont raise their heads, gazing at the Sky Do.
Then, they all see a silhouette.
No matter which domain or place they are in, at this mont, they all see the sa silhouette.
That figure seems like the most perfect creation between Heaven and Earth, containing demonic light throughout, embodying the supre power between Heaven and Earth.
The blood-red hair falls like a waterfall, mysterious and extraordinary, as if it has taken away the color of the blood moon.
His face seems shrouded in light, unclear, only a pair of extrely evil yet extrely terrifying azure eyes can be vaguely seen, just a single glance gives a sense of the Primordial Spirit shattering.
Cannot directly look into the Demon God's eyes.
"Such powerful strength....."
A detached voice slowly emanates.
That voice seems to co from Jiuyou Heaven, spreading throughout the expansive Abyssal World, clearly without a trace of emotion, yet a terrifying power that makes Heaven and Earth tremble emanates.
Luohu took a deep breath, feeling the vast power within his body, licked his lips and gave a faint smile, appearing extraordinarily sinister.
At this mont, he truly beca the ruler of the Demon Domain, the supre of the Abyss.
He takes a step forward and disappears.
The next mont, Luohu appears at the very central position of the Abyss.
The absolute geographical center.
Luohu stands atop the Sky Do, recalling the journey he has traveled, suddenly feeling a sense that it was all like a dream.
No matter who they are, after achieving success and fa, it seems everyone goes through such a process, recalling the past to add color to the present.
Finally, Luohu stops reminiscing.
He looks down at the Abyss below, which already shows signs of decline.
Thousands of mountains rise and fall, and dragons raise their heads.
His emotions surge along with the undulation of the mountains.
Now that his montum is established, he doesn't need to hesitate; he only needs to display his prowess.
Luohu taps in the Void.
Mountain ranges as long as serpents rise from the Earth, like demon dragons leaping toward the sky, dancing wildly around Luohu.
One thought changes the Canghai.
Demon dragons surround, Luohu's chest is full of grand ambitions.
"Who dares disobey the order of the realm?"
In the vast Abyssal World, all the creatures hear Luohu's declaration imbued with a mysterious pressure and simultaneously feel imnse pressure descending upon them.
Thus, in the next mont, all the demon race creatures fervently kneel in submission.
"Obey the holy command!" The demon race creatures devoutly kneel.
But this is not enough.
Luohu directs his gaze toward the Royal City of the remaining Seven Domains outside the Black Armor Domain.
He needs to unify the Demon Domain, wanting to be a dictator with supre power, if there is anyone unwilling to comply, he doesn't mind a mass purge first.
Luohu's lips curl into a cold smile, his azure eyes gleaming with brutality, leaving nothing hidden.
He clearly expresses his intention.
"Within seven days, everyone must give an answer."
"Those who follow live, those who oppose die!"
At this ti, all the Ruling Demon Venerates are on the frontline battlefield, unaware of what's happening in the Abyss, and unable to give Luohu a response.
But Luohu is not anxious because he knows this ssage will soon spread to the two realms.
He commands demons to bow and awaits the world to surrender.
Even though he knows the frontline war is fierce, asking the demon lords to return to the Abyss to submit at such a ti might delay the war—does it matter, since he is here, why care about so-called war opportunities?
Luohu hangs high above the Sky Do, the blood moon is without light.
The brutality emanating from him grows heavier.
"Obey the holy command!" On the third day, the Giant Spirit Clan first submits.
In fact, there was no suspense.
"Obey the holy command!" On the fourth day, the Thunder Beast, Void, and War Demon clans submit.
....
Seven days later, the last Holy Demon Clan entirely submits to Luohu, shouting "Obey the holy command".
At this mont, all demons have submitted to Luohu, offering their Demon Land.
Thus, without bloodshed, Luohu takes the entire Demon Domain.
Power and strength, both overwhelmingly above all creatures of the Demon Domain.
But he is not satisfied.
"Very well, everyone, rember today," Luohu no longer looks upon the declining realm of the Abyss but turns his gaze toward the prosperous Human Realm, a wicked smile appears on his face, a voice filled with endless coldness resounds across the Abyssal land, "this day marks my, Luohu Sheng's, unification of the two realms!"
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