Yuan Jingang slowly emerged from the ruins of the Qin Family Mansion beneath the glow of fire, his powerful Divine Hierarchy oppressive and sweeping continuously!
The blood of the Qin Clan members, slaughtered on the ground, twisted into sigils, seeming to offer a sacrifice, summoning something.
Yuan Jingang glanced down.
Then, raising his head, a distorted and strange Primordial Spirit emerged behind him.
Contemplating the Corpse God, they molded their own Primordial Spirits to imitate the Corpse God. But how domineering was the Corpse God? How could ordinary cultivators bear such power? Hence, their Primordial Spirits would become twisted and mutated in the process of metamorphosis!
Yet, this granted them a measure of violent and sinister deterrence!
[Touching the White Bone Corpse God]!
Horrific and malevolent thoughts, spreading like a storm, the death will of the Cursed Silver Corpse, coupled with the evil thoughts of the Corpse God during Primordial Spirit Metamorphosis!
