Disaster Is Uncontrollable

Densely packed meteors tore across the Heavenly Ladder.

They carried devastating impact.

They whistled through the void.

They slammed heavily into this Blood Sea World.

Wherever the stars passed, even the space here began to collapse.

At this moment.

All the Ghost Gods and Ghost Cultivators in the entire Blood Sea World raised their heads.

They looked in terror at the rapidly descending stars.

Even the two Ghost Lords and four Ghost Kings were no exception.

"Where did these meteors come from..."

"These meteors actually carry the pressure of Ghost Kings and Ghost Lords... They absolutely weren't formed naturally!"

One Ghost Lord's face turned pale.

He muttered under his breath.

Upon the Blood Throne.

The Red-Haired Ghost Emperor slowly rose to her feet.

She looked up at the densely packed meteors, so numerous they were nearly impossible to count.

A cold smile crossed her lips.

"You said your Dao had reached perfection? You mean these stars?"

In the eyes of the Ghost Emperor.

These stars were all the lowest-level, crudest physical attacks.

Although they carried the destructive power of Ghost Kings and Ghost Lords.

They contained not the slightest bit of technical skill.

They were no different from Ghost Kings and Ghost Lords abandoning their own cultivation paths.

And simply ramming their heads into people.

There were just a few more of them.

But that was all there was to it.

Perhaps ordinary Ghost Kings or Ghost Lords would fear such an attack.

But before a Ghost Emperor, it was completely insufficient.

Not only that.

This was her Ghost Realm.

With the World Origin upon her, the Ghost Emperor was an undying and imperishable existence.

The Ghost Emperor's immortality could likewise keep this world from perishing.

The two formed a closed loop.

Unless something unexpected happened, the Ghost Emperor in