"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The Demon God is dancing, its movements becoming increasingly frenzied yet strangely rhythmic. Each step of the dance unleashes thunderous blasts, heralding the birth and demise of myriad beings.
Gradually, the thunder fades away, the flames extinguish, time dissolves into nothingness, and space vanishes.
All things, everything in existence, marches towards its finality, into silence, into the void.
Even the Demon God itself deteriorates, its legs, torso, arms, head, from hair to skin, from flesh to bone, from body to soul, the Demon God enters destruction.
In the end, only one eye remains, one pitch-black pupil, standing erect amidst the void of extinction.
No heaven and earth, no space and time, just an eye, one pitch-black pupil, watching its adversary.
The Dance of Destruction nears its finale!
Now looking at the opponent, the Ten Thousand Dao Heavenly Palace has also fully unfolded.