In an instant, the huge mask shattered.
"Ah—"
A scream came from behind the mask.
A hazy figure appeared behind the mask.
The figure kept twisting and changing.
His face, in particular, was like the face changing act of Sichuan, constantly changing into different faces.
"How is this possible…"
The Thousand-Faced King was exasperated and could not accept the outcome before him. "I clearly advanced to the Overlord realm 200 million years earlier than you. How did you catch up to me with your strength?"
"Catch up?" King Bei Cang was disdainful. "Trash like you? Do I need to catch up?"
"Three hundred million years ago, you were defeated by me… Now, you will also be defeated by me. Facing me, you will never be able to turn things around."
When the Thousand-Faced King heard King Bei Cang's words, he was furious and had a high fever. His killing intent was overflowing.