[Vimalacitra descends!]

All gods gasped upon seeing the message pop up on the seventy-seventh floor. 

[All gods are confused!]

[All demons are nervous that they might get on Vimalacitra’s bad side!]

The demons were speechless. Vimalacitra was like the Asura King from the demonic societies, rivaling the king of gods in the godly societies long before the Tower had been created. Although there were legends that he had been defeated in a fight with one of Deva’s strongest supreme gods, Indra, but at the time, he had only lost due to numbers, not individual strength. 

Furthermore, Vimalacitra had repeatedly pushed Indra near destruction, so when determining who was most threatening, no god in Deva could equal him. Recently, he had even stepped out of Jie Sect and was roaming the world alone. Now that the message of his reappearance in the world again popped up, many swallowed nervously. 

“…it’s been a while since I’ve breathed this air.” An old man who had a sword taller than himself slowly opened his abnormal eyes,...