In the vast expanse of air, there was a young man dressed in a yellow. He had black, flowing locks and deep-looking eyes.
That young man was none other than Su Mo!
Su Mo took a deep breath as he looked at the countless stars in the starry sky far, far away.
Such tranquility would be broken as this peaceful universe would fall into chaos before long.
Troubled times were about to begin, and he would be the initiator. It was he would bring about the decline of the entire universe.
The disappearance of the Deity Plane meant the downfall of the Wasteland. If he could not transcend the era, the Wasteland would sink until it perished.
Su Mo breathed in and breathed out. Out of his mouth came the black Zhen Yuan Pearl.
Hum~ Hum~
The space shook, and two figures emerged from the Zhen Yuan Pearl. They were the Chaotic Lord and the Grand Elder of the Chaotic Tribe, Hun Sheng.
"Sir, this is the Nether Universe!" Su Mo stated.