A black tide swept across the earth.
Those were countless leech-like substances, dense and packed together, enough to give anyone who looked at them a sense of trypophobia.
A momentary vacuum of spiritual energy appeared wherever they passed, and no matter what living beings existed, they were devoured under this power down to nothing left; not only could they devour creatures, but they could also chew through several layers of the ground.
These black, eerie substances came from a powerhouse who cultivated the Dao of Flesh and Blood, being strands of flesh and blood tissue separated from his physical body. When the cultivation of the Dao of Flesh and Blood reached the extreme, any bit of flesh and blood possessed very strong characteristics of division, growth, devouring, recovery, and so on.
Previously, Song Renyi, the leader of the Rogue Cultivator Alliance, had summoned a trace of flesh and blood tissue belonging to that powerhouse of the Dao of Flesh and Blood from the void. On the mountain peak where the southern rogue cultivators resided, whether they were rogue cultivators or people from the three Twelve Origins factions attacking the rogue cultivators, all of them were swallowed clean at that moment by the black, eerie substances. After assimilating the flesh and blood of a large number of cultivators and devouring a massive amount of reality-based matter, that small amount of flesh and blood tissue underwent division, growth, division...
It became the overwhelming black tide at this moment.
The surging black tide rolled forward from south to north, creating an extremely intense visual impact.
What the hell is this thing?
Dressed in moon-white monk robes, with a rugged appearance and a tall, sturdy, and powerful build, the Huasheng Temple monk Xiu Ci stood on a mountain peak and gazed into the distance