It originates from the source of darkness, and it knows very well... what can destroy itself.
Even if it is ground to dust by the Heavenly Emperor, even if suppressed by the Dao, it fears nothing, for the Heavenly Emperor has his end of days, and the Dao has its time of collapse, while the black mist will never vanish.
But...
The white mist...
This thing, to the black mist... is like a deadly poison, a lethal substance capable of annihilating the black mist from its roots.
－－Of course, the destruction of the black mist also signifies the destruction of the white mist, this annihilation is mutual.
It never, ever imagined, that those people's last vestige would actually be accompanied by the White Mist Origin.
"You son of a... why didn't you use this thing earlier?!"
At this moment, the mind of the black smoke directly crumbled, having just been killed tens of thousands of times!
As a result, the opposition was merely toying with it.
It felt a deep humiliation!
