Within the dense forest, Death Qi entwined.
Like silky agarwood, spilling and trickling lightly, meandering slowly around, covering the ground of the snow-laden forest.
The snow melted away.
Without knowing when it fell from the sky, it transformed into raindrops the size of beans, with the posture of a roar, pouring into the human world.
Pitter-pattering, it struck the snowy ground all around.
Creating pits the size of finger pokes in the snow, it made dull thuds.
On the snowy white ground, vivid red blood boiled as if bubbling, drawing a vast formation.
Within the formation, blood churned tumultuously, like the raging currents stirred in a vat.
Whoosh whoosh—
The blood rolled on, as if it were connecting with another world.
A powerful and terrifying will seemed to be slowly climbing out through the blood flow.
Three Six Ministries Corpse God Envoys, behind their white masks, their eyes shimmered with excitement.
