If the deathly aura and resentment within the Ferrying Warrior were equivalent to a single drop of water, then the deathly aura and resentment in the black fog were like the surging currents of a great river, completely incomparable.
Shi Xiaole had no choice but to exert all his strength to stimulate the Life and Death Martial Way and the Demon Martial Way.
Within the sea of consciousness, the Taiji Yin-Yang Plate spun at high speed, clusters of deathly aura were absorbed, transformed, and merged into it. The nearby shadow opened its mouth wide, absorbing the resentment at a speed not slower than the Taiji Yin-Yang Plate, and maybe even faster.
Time trickled by.
"Ah, I can't hold on anymore..."
When the Color Crossing Ship entered the middle of the black fog, from the first layer of the ship's tower, a shrill and desperate cry rang out. A Void Origin Realm Martial Emperor lay powerless on the ground, black gas like countless poisonous snakes drilling into his pores.
