Chapter 80

Not only was the Prime Minister terrified...

The cabinet ministers were terrified, grabbing their phones to make calls, desperate to board the fastest private jets to flee Japan, even if it meant escaping to Antarctica; not only them, but many people before their televisions and live streams were the same, with some already packing their luggage.

No wonder they were afraid.

The disturbance caused by Lin Shan was too terrifying; space shattered, an event that existed only in scientific theory, belonging to the realm where the end of science meets metaphysics, had occurred. No one knew what lay within the space, or if falling in would lead to a silent, nihilistic void.

The rift was still expanding; they were terrified beyond measure. Would the spatial rift just keep stretching on forever, all the way to Tokyo, and even the entire of Japan?

The Prime Minister's eyes were on the verge of tearing up.

Ever since returning from that chat with America and Akikawa, why had Japan become so plagued by disasters? Either demons emerged, or demons invaded; now, a figure from a thousand years ago had directly shattered space with a single palm strike. This was a palm strike capable of destroying the world.

Then, the Prime Minister also followed the example of the cabinet ministers present, pulling out his phone to call for a private jet. As he dialed, his gaze occasionally flickered to the screen, watching whether the speed of the rift's expansion would leave him no time to escape.

"Space! Space!" The Prime Minister's eyes widened, his expression changed, and he pointed at the spatial rift on the screen.

His voice spread through the silent parliament hall, drawing sideways glances.

Lin Shan.

The Dashan trembled; the shattering of space rapidly spread across the entire mountain, looking as if the mountain had been sliced in half from top to bottom, with the cross-section being shattered space.

Fragments rustled down like leaves in a gale, falling and turning into light, quickly revealing the scene within the space.

The Prime Minister and the others looked, their expressions frozen, rubbing their eyes in disbelief.

There was no so-called void within the space, nor any aura of nihilism or destruction; it was not a pitch-black darkness that swallowed even light...

Within the space, the waves were magnificent, beautiful like the rare treasures of nature in the world.

Looking out, the space held a vast sky with swirling clouds and mists, a bright sun hanging in the nine heavens, great mountains layered and overlapping, continuous mountain ranges forming a mass like a coiled dragon, with a momentum that swallowed the sky; amidst these vast, towering mountains, birds and beasts ran through the forests, a scene of vast, ancient wilderness.

And in the far distance beyond the thousand mountains, ten thousand valleys, and lush trees, there lay a vast plain, stretching as far as the eye could see.

The scene was too magnificent.

The morning sun shone brilliantly, like scattered gold pouring down, illuminating the peaks piercing the nine heavens, illuminating the boundless, emerald-green great plain, inevitably stirring a broad sense of who rules the vast earth.

"So beautiful."

Xia Mei was moved, her beautiful eyes flowing with emotion.

No one expected that within the space would be a vast, magnificent realm, with a feeling of returning to the most magnificent scenery of the Cretaceous period on Earth.

"Did a single palm strike open another world?" Director Takahashi's cigarette had burned to the butt, yet he remained unaware, continuing to smoke as he trembled and said: "Or did a single palm strike create a world!"

Recalling the previous talk of world creation, his body trembled uncontrollably, his mind shaken so deeply that his very soul vibrated.

It was simply impossible to imagine that the other side of the space would be such a scene.

"No, this is not world creation; this is the Supernatural world!" Professor Zhongtian rasped.

The Supernatural world?

Director Takahashi and the others were stunned for a moment, then suddenly remembered that Lin Shan was the place where the Six-Eyed Demon had appeared.

At this moment, someone with sharp eyes noticed that in the vast world within the space, something was flying in the distant sky; looking closely, it was not a bird, but a winged, humanoid creature.

Looking at the vast plain, dotted with figures everywhere, each looked like a human but not quite human, more like demons.

Instantly.

Countless people realized.

This must be the Supernatural world!

Presumably, Master Konghai had found the passage from the Supernatural world to the human world used by the Six-Eyed Demon, and with a single palm strike, shattered the passage...

Thinking thus, Director Takahashi's eyelids twitched wildly.

Master Konghai, are you too angry, or is your control like One-Punch Man lost? You shattered the passage, presumably wanting to prevent demons from passing through this passage to the human world, but you damn well shattered it too big; the passage has been expanded.

Looking at the shattered space the size of a great mountain, countless people were left in tears; now, a passage that originally could accommodate a single demon passing through had directly become one allowing a demon army to pass.

"No, look quickly!"

Mori Takeshi suddenly shouted.

"Master Konghai did not shatter the passage!!!"

The world where the Six-Eyed Demon resided, the Void Demon Realm.

Where the mountains and valleys met the vast grasslands, on the grassland beneath the vast, towering Dashan, lay a village.

Called a village, yet its population was terrifyingly large, reaching tens of thousands.

The village architecture, constructed from ancient pines, massive timber, and resilient ancient rocks, was simple and unadorned, yet not lacking in ancient grandeur, possessing a sense of an ancient divine clan returning to simplicity, dwelling in nature.

Those living in the village were not humans, but a type of humanoid creature; besides having a human form, they lacked human features, some with two horns or a single horn on their heads, others with tails on their backs, and so on, like animals that had attained spirit.

These were the "humans" of this world — Void Demons.

At this moment.

At the village entrance, a group of young Void Demons huddled around an elderly Void Demon.

"Tell a story, tell a story, we want to hear the village chief tell a story."

The young Void Demons, looking like children but with animal features, were noisy and clamoring, fighting to have the village chief tell a story.

Every day at this time, after finishing their training, the young Void Demons most loved to sit at the village entrance and listen to the village chief tell stories.

The elderly Void Demon smiled, extending a broad, fur-covered large hand to stroke the head of the young Void Demon beside him:

"Alright, alright, don't be anxious, I will tell you right now.

Let me think what to tell; last time I told you the ancient legends of our world, so next I will tell you the stories of the Demon Gods passed down through ancient and modern times, specifically the most powerful Demon God War.

It is said that, a very, very long time ago, at the birth of our world, accompanying the birth of the world, many Demon Gods were also born.

They were the first living beings of this world, the most ancient of the Void Demons, born from the heaven and earth; later generations honored them as Demon Gods, because they were too powerful, each one could easily destroy a region, turn their hand to fill the seas, pluck the stars and catch the moon.

Because of their power, possessing the strength to destroy heaven and earth, they were all arrogant and unruly, extremely conceited, constantly clashing with one another, frequently fighting; finally, under the accumulated resentment built up over time, the Demon God War finally erupted.

They sought to determine the strongest, to become the sole one in this world.

The great war erupted; the Demon Gods clashed, fighting until the world was shrouded in darkness and chaos. The flames of war spread from one end of the world to the other, leaving the world unrecognizable, battered to the brink of collapse.

This battle lasted ten thousand years.

Just as the world seemed on the verge of destruction, and the Demon Gods showed no sign of stopping, a vast hand, large enough to blot out the sky and span the sun and moon, appeared.

It was the mightiest of the Demon Gods, the first living being born of the world, who had slumbered alongside the world since its formation. Now awakened, he witnessed the Demon Gods destroying the world and was deeply displeased, immediately raising his hand to suppress them.

He made but one move; as the great hand descended, heaven and earth overturned. All the Demon Gods were suppressed by the hand, ending the ten-thousand-year war of the Demon Gods with a single strike.

The child Void Demons listened, utterly captivated, their eyes gleaming.

A small Void Demon asked out of curiosity.

"Village Chief, is this mightiest Demon God still alive? If so, where is he, and why doesn't he appear? Oh right, right, didn't you say before that the Sacrificial Lord is the strongest in the current Void Demon Realm? So, who is stronger, the Sacrificial Lord or the mightiest Demon God?"