Chapter 839: Undying
"Woo."
"Woo!"
Faint ghostly wails drifted in from the void.
Like weeping and pleading.
Yet without the slightest hint of weakness.
The shrieks circling their ears changed from piercing to muffled, then transformed into thunderous war drums.
Rumble.
The domain-barrier space, where heaven and earth had once been indistinguishable, welcomed a small world of its own.
It was a turbid chaos split open by a bolt of lightning. The rising foul miasma became black sky, while the sinking clear, chilly air became the earth.
Ding-dong.
Iron boots touched the ground.
Ripples spread across the earth.
Looking down, it was no ground at all, but a shallow pool that had not even reached the ankles.
The pool stretched through the air like a boundless earth. A towering figure stood silently within it, horns thrusting skyward and pointing diagonally at the blue heavens. Crimson hair cascaded wildly like a waterfall, concealing part of his pallid face.
Black-red mist floating in the sky descended and intertwined with the "calm" water beneath his feet.
Heavenly lightning cleared the way.
The black-purple expanse in the distance resembled rolling starlight, remaking the aurora-bright sky.
Zhao Wudao looked into the distance.
His left arm had been shattered by that great ghost, and a deep fist imprint had appeared on his chest, so deep that his organs were visible.
Even with such horrifying wounds, he remained unmoved, his expression calm. Yet when the black mist swept over him and the scarlet flames slowly changed, a chilling dread rose in his heart.
He had clearly seen the Void God manifestations of ghost cultivators before. They were nothing more than a black-gold blood tiger and a Green-Faced Ghost fox.
There was no shortage of people with two manifestations. Some cultivators even possessed multiple manifestations, yet none had