Soul Clan Forbidden Area:
"Hiss..."
This region was shrouded in layer upon layer of darkness.
Like an ancient beast slumbering in the shadows, it radiated a heart-palpitating aura.
Deep within the Forbidden Area:
"Hiss!"
Pitch-black flames flickered faintly and eerily in the void.
Like resentful fire from the depths of hell.
Every flicker was accompanied by a sizzling sound.
At this moment, Nihility Devouring Flame was moving forward through the void.
With extreme difficulty.
His body was like a broken branch ravaged by a violent storm.
Swaying precariously, he looked utterly wretched!
The hollow burned into his chest by Buddha's Wrath Samsara!
Was like a ferocious gaping maw.
Mercilessly devouring his life force.
At the edges of the hollow, nine-colored flames were like greedy wolves.
Still relentlessly corroding his origin power.
With every shred of his origin that was eroded, it felt as though countless sharp steel needles!
Were piercing deep into his soul:
"Urgh..."
He could not help letting out a muffled groan of agony, his body convulsing violently beyond his control:
"Clan Chief..."
Nihility Devouring Flame's once-majestic voice had now become hoarse and broken.
Like sandpaper scraping against a rough stone slab.
With every word he uttered, a wisp of black flame spewed from his mouth.
As though his life was gradually fading away with those flames:
"Hiss!!!"
The darkness deep within the Forbidden Area was stirred by Nihility Devouring Flame's faint, despairing cry.
It began to squirm restlessly like a living thing.
The darkness rolled and surged like thick ink.
Gradually condensing into a pair of enormous crimson eyes that slowly opened.
Those eyes were like two blood-red suns.
Radiating a terrifying, soul-chilling light through the darkness.
As if they could see through all fear and weakness in the world:
"Nihility?"
A low voice filled with overwhelming