Upon the Destruction Throne.
A young boy with short black hair and a sharp demeanor rested his chin on one hand while tapping the armrest of the throne with the other: "So... the Killing Life Sect was my dog all along? They almost killed my avatar..."
"Forget it, ignorance is no crime, I'll forgive them."
After all, those Killing Life devotees are always sacrificing parts of themselves, and imposing any punishment seems pointless.
"This is definitely not my influence, but Asta's former conduct... I won't take the blame for this."
Fang Xing muttered to himself, feeling the surging Destruction Divine Power within him, along with a mighty charisma.
Immediately realizing that he surpassed the avatar by an immense margin.
Even if the current avatar broke through to legend, it would still be just a larger ant in front of him.
"My Destruction Law, True Self Principle, they're all here..."
"The key is... the Dao of Panwu still remains!"
