Fang Zhengzhi knew how powerful the Blood Offering Illustration was. Not only did it have impressive attacking power, but it was able to swallow all other forms of power and turn it into its own power.
Was there such a legend in the mythology world?
Just as Fang Zhengzhi was deep in thought, the white branches coming out of Nangong Mu's body finally merged with the gigantic Blood Offering Illustration in the sky.
Buzz! An airwave shook the entire world.
It was as though heaven and earth had combined. The entire world fell silent and only a gigantic tree was left.
The Blood Offering Illustration in the sky turned into beams of red light and stained the white branches red, leaving various diagrams on the branches.
"The Blood Offering Illustration disappeared?" Fang Zhengzhi froze. He had not figured out what exactly happened but the scene that took place in front of him stopped him from thinking further.
