A New World

An ancient voice emerged from the coffin, gloomy and sinister. Accompanying it was a gigantic ashen-gray hand, like rotten bones that had decayed for hundreds of millions of years. A stale, ancient stench radiated from it.

Crack!

The hand stretched out through the coffin's gap, as though an ancient demonic corpse were about to revive and the Source of All Evil was crawling out of the coffin once more.

"Your skull shall become my wine cup... your soul shall become my sacrifice..."

Both of them trembled inwardly, feeling an unimaginable, incomprehensible force of resentment and death descending upon them from the unseen.

"Your throat and tongue shall become the conch upon the sacrificial altar. Your body shall become a corpse painting upon the totem pole..."

At that moment, every magical treasure lost its effect. All life force seemed to be drained away in an instant, becoming the dust of history, sinking down into eternal ruin. Even the countless heavenly demons within the Eightfold Pagoda and the Gate of Eternity collapsed in terror, while the more powerful among them fainted.

Before this force, all struggle seemed futile.

"Damn it! Origin God Fist, break!"

Suppressing the fear in her heart, Mi Bao threw a punch. Origin Power shook the void.

Yet the evil power within the coffin was as vast as an ocean and as oppressive as a prison. Even a Celestial Immortal would pale before it. The gap in strength was simply too great to compare.

The evil power invaded every inch of their flesh, attempting to transform their bodies and turn their throats and tongues into conches upon the sacrificial altar.

"Your souls shall become the flames of the sacrificial totem. Your flesh and blood shall become the soil of all evil..."

"I was careless. The Source of All Evil