"Xing Shi..."
What was happening right before his eyes, Zhang Chen was powerless to stop.
A peak-level powerhouse had fallen here. Xing Shi's mountain-like true form lost all signs of life and slowly vanished beneath the rolling blood clouds. In the end, only a spherical object resembling the lining of a stomach remained within Xing Shi's body. A Black Tongue Sword was embedded at its peak, stabilizing the intense devouring intent within and containing the digested demonic Gu Chen.
Xing Shi had traded his final breath for the complete confinement of demonic Gu Chen.
Gu Chen, visible inside, seemed to have his consciousness suppressed and was unable to break free for the time being. After the void in the sky created by Xing Shi's final devouring was filled by the sea of blood, the overall surface gradually calmed, and blood rain no longer fell.
"Damn it!"
In an instant, Zhang Chen arrived outside the membrane enclosing him, intending to pull Gu Chen out. He drove a vicious punch into Gu Chen's face, but it was merely an emotional outburst and could not solve the root of the problem.
Zhang Chen then turned to look at Guo Chen, who was still wholly focused on the black coffin, and slowly made a decision.
"What Xing Shi said was indeed true. Before Yu Ming dies, the course of everything remains unknown. There may even be unforeseen developments. Right now, I must help Gu Chen completely suppress this 'demon' and prepare for unpredictable changes."
Just as Zhang Chen made up his mind and prepared to delve into the depths of the blood sea in the sky, toward the region with the strongest demonic aura, something truly unexpected happened—something Zhang Chen had never considered. First came spatial fluctuations beyond anything Zhang Chen had ever felt