That moment, Sarus's eyeball reflected the myriad forms of life.
He, with his own power, resurrected the beings that had once existed, using their former imposing aura to intimidate the heavens and earth here.
But at the other end, standing against him, the three-eyed white crow, massive enough to blot out the sun and the sky, showed no signs of being inferior.
An ordinary Fetus of God Sealing, thousands of meters in size, was already exaggerated.
The three-eyed white crow was not satisfied with just this, its wingspan reached ten thousand meters, truly realizing "morning glow floods the sky and the sky darkens boundlessly, pale moon hangs over the earth and the earth sees not its moonlight."
On one side was the murky, evil starry sky, with corpses acting as stars releasing deep black evil light.
On the other side, pale feathers oppressively covered the Netherworld, with tombstones on the feathers spewing colorful poisonous mist.
