The dark sphere expanded infinitely.
Countless long tails stretched from the heavens to the earth, hundreds of feet, then thousands, then tens of thousands, hurricane-like swings, an outburst of rampage demonic qi, sweeping across the eight desolate lands and six harmonies.
In the darkness, ten red eyes lit up, six arms raised, the color of the wind and clouds changed.
Centered around the sphere, rolling demonic qi permeated in all directions, twisting the earth and heavens, painting an absolute domain of obedience to the Ten-eyed Great Demon.
The world turned gray and dull, resembling chaos.
The domineering power of the demon, with its absolute will, swept through and shattered the martial will that Ao Yi was proud of, severing her connection with the sea.
Within the outpouring demonic qi, the thundering sound was incessant, the dark tide raised the sky, just like a high-hanging deep abyss, even a Mahayana cultivator could only look up to it.
