Are they dead? people wondered.
All eyes were on those two statue-like figures below. Both of them were pitch black all over, a result of the encroachment of the will of death.
At that moment, there was a whiff of aura coursing throughout Ye Futian's body, seemingly dispelling the will of death bit by bit. That caused mighty ones' pupils to contract.
They were able to survive that? they thought, incredulous.
Untold numbers of human and demonic beast cultivators alike had ended up dead, killed right after they were gobbled up by that boundless power of death.
Those two were devoured by that tree of death as well, buried within the boundless will of death. That god of the death-like statue seemed to still be imbued with the will of the great path that it carried while still alive, and that being had gone specifically after those two. Yet, both of them survived.
