"What a marvelous shedding of the mortal coil, turning decay into wonder," Chiyou couldn't help but admire upon seeing this.
However, soon his expression darkened, and he added, "But such efforts are but a drop in the bucket to me, what hindrance do they pose?"
As his words fell, demonic blood still flowed from his wounds, but before the cicada wings could collect it, the blood ignited on its own, transforming into a fierce blaze that spread towards the cicada wings.
With the burning of the magic blood, a vast black area in the center of the Map of Mountains and Rivers began to rapidly expand, and in a blink, it had tainted half of the landscape black. The natural order of this realm was reversing, as the vibrant scenes of spring and summer gave way to the stark desolation of autumn and winter.
Zhenyuanzi, high above, felt the changes below and was overwhelmed with concern.
