In this process, the situation was changing dramatically, and the world lost its color. It seemed as if ghosts were weeping and gods were howling. When the Stone Sword pointed to the last two Yin-Yang Diagram eyes, a massive wave of energy swept out, causing a tsunami in the sea, churning and surging.
"Bang"
In the distant sky, countless high-altitude purple lightning descended, engulfing all the cultivators in the sky. Screams kept coming out, and burnt bodies kept dropping into the waves.
Many cultivators' souls emerged, a stone statue awesomely powerful, truly terrifying. No one dared to shout anymore, all fled away.
Staying would simply be masochistic. The power of the stone statue was impossible to measure, and its range of attack was far greater than that of any cultivation treasures.
At this moment, Xiao Chen felt a sense of emptiness in his heart, and then the surroundings began to become illusory. He knew he was about to be pulled back into the world of the dead.
