And at this moment, somewhere in the vast universe.
A towering figure sat at the head of a pitch-black palace, slightly lowering his head as if dozing.
Suddenly, the figure's head moved slightly, and a deep, profound voice echoed in the palace: "Hmm? The soul wave of Rotes has disappeared?"
"Interesting, those ants from the low-level planes actually grew to this point."
"Although Rotes is the weakest of all the Apostles, with the blessing of Demon Power, any random creature can't provoke him."
"Let me see which world this guy has fallen in."
With these murmurs, the towering figure slowly lifted his head.
But in the surrounding darkness, his appearance was completely hidden, unseen by all.
Then in the next instant, a brilliant orange-red glow burst from the position of his left eye!
It was a pupil as magnificent as amber, appearing to connect myriad worlds within it, with resplendent lights swiftly flickering by.
As if in the blink of an eye, it glimpsed countless worlds!
