"Once I destroy the Purple Origin Demon Master, the relics of the Withered King and the God Fang King will all be mine!!"
The corners of Yang Feng's lips lifted slightly. He glanced at the Withered World, which radiated Withered Qi, then flashed forward and flew toward it.
Layer upon layer of bizarre auras that could easily wither Eternal Giants to death filled the Withered World and swept toward Yang Feng.
The strange Withered Qi blew over Yang Feng's body like a gentle breeze brushing his face, utterly incapable of harming him in the slightest.
Countless curse marks gleamed within Yang Feng's eyes, and two golden beams shot into the Withered World.
"Found it!! The origin of the Withered World!!"
A flash of wild joy passed through Yang Feng's eyes. He took a step and appeared directly at the core of the Withered World.
At the center of the Withered World was a mass of black Withered Qi, emitting eerie ripples capable of withering and extinguishing all things.
Yang Feng spread his five fingers, and a devouring curse mark appeared, transforming into a black hole that swept over and swallowed the mass of black qi whole.
Waves of withered black qi spread out and began corroding Yang Feng's Devouring Black Hole.
A black ray flew from the core of the withered black qi and plunged into Yang Feng's brow.
Within Yang Feng's sea of consciousness, the Withered King appeared. It had nine heads and a thousand arms, a qilin-like lower body, and held a Withered Scepter.
"Ant!! Submit to me!! Offer me your body as sustenance for my resurrection. I will grant you power and glory!!"
The moment the Withered King spoke, a vast, tremendous, incomparably terrifying voice echoed through Yang Feng's Sea of Soul.
An innate terror that lower