The Spirit Lord God Realm.
Within the palace built of marble, Su Lu's real self stood up suddenly: "Demon..."
He whispered softly, his gaze seeming to span countless worlds.
Various kinds of radiance spread on the marble pillars around him, almost melting under his divine power.
Many phantoms emerged one after another; it seemed that this temple was connected to countless worlds, and the final view fell on a snowy kingdom.
There, a black silhouette seemed to block everything.
"Spirit World Traversal!"
A faint roar came, and a point of light could be seen emanating from the black, wanting to come here.
The next moment, many black airflows spread like tendrils, capturing that point of light and pulling it back.
Whoosh!
The black quickly invaded, a terrifying chaos and pollution, even seeping into this God's Domain.
Strands of black hair, as if alive, spread in the great hall.
"My Lord..."
