Chapter 224

Everyone knew.

Everything…

Was about to end!

They had no resistance, no way out, only…

Fight to the death!

But.

Hope.

Appeared!

That being, like a war god, descended from the sky, slashed open dawn with one blade, carving a beam of light through darkness, carving hope, battling the Black Dragon, battling demonic creatures, and even ultimately…

Battle the Demon Lord!

Became famous in one battle!

Became an indelible legend recorded throughout the world, a milestone of the age, saving the entire world!

And such a being…

Was merely…

An eighteen-year-old Gao Zhongsheng?

Hum.

Lin Yu 867, glanced back slightly.

In an instant.

All members of Dengtian Pavilion who watched Lin Yu knelt to the ground instantly.

"Pay homage…"

"Pavilion Master!"

The clamor.

Shook the heavens!

In the distance.

"…"

"…"

"…"

Xiu and the other three turned pale.

They had just exhausted countless terrifying energies; at this moment, their physical strength and energy were nearly depleted—even a cultivator with 1000 points of Psychic Index could probably defeat them.

"…"

Xiu put away his guitar, stared at the "Washing Soul Melody" before him, his eyes unable to hide his shock.

"Brother Yanwang…"

How did he obtain it?

"Iron Space…"

What exactly happened?

He vaguely felt that in Iron Space, unseen currents must have been surging—the Yehe Nara clan's ancestral treasure…

Had all appeared in Brother Yanwang's hands!

And to find out…

He could only return to Iron Space.

"The Good vs. Evil War in Gold Space…"

"Won."

Finally.

He watched the darkness before him gradually fade; a faint glow pierced through the clouds, a single ray of sunlight broke through dawn, instantly illuminating Gold Space with clear blue skies.

Darkness.

Completely faded.

This Good vs. Evil War ended with Gold Space's good prevailing.

"Gold Space…"

"Actually won."

Even the Dongcheng Guard behind him wore expressions of disbelief.

Iron Space.

No one believed…

Gold Space could win!

Or rather, the constant stream of defeats from other spaces had gradually numbed and confused Iron Space; many other spaces still knew of the Good vs. Evil War and possessed high-end combatants, yet Gold Space was reduced to nothing but…

A space where only Gao Zhongsheng stood for good.

Everyone felt hope was vanishingly slim—only a miracle could possibly bring victory!

But now.

The miracle.

Had appeared!

Whether it was the Black Dragon at the start!

Or the Demon Lord that appeared in between!

The last to end was Shi Zhong, the Sword Demon!

Everyone present in this great battle, including Xiu and others, had already felt nearly no hope at all; every being that appeared filled them with despair, made them feel invincible, and left no chance of victory!

But…

He did it.

This eighteen-year-old youth named Brother Yanwang, the Fierce Demon, alone, brought forth…

A miracle!

"Report everything here back…"

"Our Iron Space."

"It will surely shake."

Xiu murmured to himself.

This great battle is worth reporting—or rather, worth boasting about to all the benevolent psychics of Iron Space; the victory of Gold Space carries immense value, especially as it can inspire the psychics of Iron Space to fight the darkness!

Such a legendary battle strengthens one's inner conviction and unleashes unbelievable power!

Of course.

It will also suppress the momentum of evil.

And far away,

in a villa,

an old man leaned on his cane.

Watching the great battle come to an end.

"…"

"…"

"…"

His eyes were clouded, yet carried a certain conviction.

After a long while,

he turned around and walked toward the laboratory.