The stars in the void of the Outer World, far away, continue to emit their own light and heat, unchanged from a million years ago.
But perhaps the time ahead will be different.
The distant stars didn't provide much warmth to Emperor An, unable to dispel the coldness and fear in his heart.
"Your fate is destined; you must accept it."
Bai Yan's stern face made Emperor An tremble all over, yet he did not beg for mercy.
"Yes, I accept it. But my people..."
"Are they truly innocent? If they continue to live, won't another ambitious person like you be born?"
Bai Yan snorted coldly and continued: "Impossible, except for those who have surrendered to me, all Outer Realm Beings must die."
Bai Yan's words seemed like an invincible decree; as he spoke them, on the battlefield unknown to him, the war between the Demon Warrior and the army of Outer Realm Beings reached its climax!
