Chapter 854: The Final Battle, Beyond the Three Realms

The world had become a canvas of despair painted in shades of brimstone and shadow. The sky above the Divinity Palace was torn asunder, a gaping wound into the abyss of Hell from which an endless legion of demons poured forth. Their screeches tore at the very fabric of reality, a cacophony of damnation that promised to consume everything. The Supreme Elder, no longer a man but a vessel for demonic ambition, floated before the infernal gate, his laughter a dry, crackling sound that grated on...