The Demon King's Finger

A burst of terrifying laughter shook the entire Southern Region.

Everybody was frightened. They lifted their heads, looking high up in the sky.

The sky darkened at a speed the naked eye could observe, and in mere moments, darkness had shrouded the entire world. It was like a scene from the apocalypse.

Crazy laughter rang out in the sky.

Above Illusory Spirit Swamp, a giant hovered arrogantly in the sky. His muscles bulged, exuding a terrifying aura.

His bronze bell-like eyes looked straight, as though he wished to see through the entire world.

The strongest demon king had been trapped underneath the Southern Region for ten thousand years. Finally, he had broken the shackles and returned to this world.

Unfortunately for the strongest demon king, he could not acquire the transcendence he had so desperately pursued.

Getting it would be the best outcome for him.