"...Rise!"
Lu Yuanming let out a low growl, and the intensity of his telekinesis surged again. The sound of shattering and snapping echoed across the continent as the pipelines were torn apart, and a torrent of dark red blood gushed forth. Simultaneously, the entire land trembled as if earthquake-stricken, with the flesh-covered ground starting to crack and hundred-meter-high tsunami waves emerging from the seas—an image of apocalyptic destruction.
From the depths of the ground, a flesh sphere as large as the Moon rose. This sphere was composed of countless pipes like those just ripped apart, dripping with dark red blood. Meanwhile, the layers of flesh covering the land and sea that had not been lifted by Lu Yuanming's telekinesis now sprang to life, squirming like muscles. The blood and flesh started to surge toward the massive sphere.
