Upon arriving at the Great Wall, Lu Mingyuan wasted no time. With a single slash of his saber, he shattered the Demon Ape Demon Monarch's Demon Pill and Qi Sea, slaying it.
The crimson blood of the Demon Monarch stained Lu Mingyuan's hair and robes.
The sky over the Wilderness was desolate. The earth was cracked and dry, utterly lifeless and steeped in gloom.
The Holy Netherworld was much the same. As far as the eye could see, there was only a vast expanse of darkness, with a single blood moon hanging high in the sky.
Only this side of the Great Wall belonged to the sunlit Mortal World.
The contrast was stark. One side was light and life; the other, a hellish abyss.
Lu Mingyuan held his saber, pointing it toward the abyss. His grim, world-weary face was reflected on its bloodstained edge.
"Kill!"
Lu Mingyuan roared. He lifted the Demon Ape's head on his blade, swung his battle saber, and charged onward, radiating the tyrannical aura of a world-conquering sovereign.
