Chapter 885: 886: Fall Of God

He had a deep gash along his side, blood pooling faster than he could stop it. His breathing was heavy.

Half of the pillars in the white room were gone, shattered completely, and the walls had collapsed, exposing the outside world. Both of his newly formed demon horns were broken.

He had used them as weapons. He gasped as the space in front of him folded inward.