The black tide spread.
The calm river of the netherworld finally revealed its sharp fangs.
Seeing the waters of the netherworld approach, Guan Qinghan, Hua Lianyue, Ye Qinghong, and Gong Yajun did not hesitate, their fingers extended, and behind them, colossal Dharma forms appeared.
These Dharma forms, tall and towering, had just appeared when they began emitting a hazy light, contending with the netherworld waters, keeping them from immediately descending.
However...
All these were but vain hopes.
Once the netherworld manifested, no one could obstruct it.
In front of these relentless netherworld waters, they appeared so insignificant, so fragile.
Even the powerful Dharma bodies lasted but a moment before they were dissolved by the waters of the netherworld. Afterwards, within the river, more colossal Dharma forms emerged.
Entirely black, they exuded a chill aura, chilling to the bone.
The waters of the netherworld yearned to continue their descent.
