As it turned out, everything had been a part of Yang Qi’s plan.

Why else would he have loudly announced that he was entering a dangerously unstable state in which he couldn’t afford to be disturbed? Things had played out exactly as he expected, and a hidden expert in the area had been lured out. Now he had Elder-Immortal Hyperfiend in his clutches, to be used as he saw fit.

When he drew deeply on the God Legion Seal, his battle strength would rise to the level of being able to slaughter everything in his path, even pierce through immortal worlds.

After grabbing the devil item that was the Myriad Fiends Pitchfork, he sent energy from the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth into it, instantly forcing it to submit. It was powerful enough to be the signature weapon of an entire sect, but now it was his. It even surpassed his seventy-seven imperial snakecharms—at least for the moment. 

Even better, once he took full control of the Chiliocosm Mirror he would have something even better than the Myriad Fiends Pitchfork.

Elder-Immortal Hyperfiend screamed and struggled, hoping to break out of the world of the Chiliocosm Mirror. But he was even weaker...