A terrifying aura surged, and the flowers, grass, and trees around them withered at speed, while the ground turned into a wasteland.
Feng Hua's expression changed drastically. She had thought that revealing the death of the Netherworld Martial Emperor would snap him awake, but it seemed she had made things worse instead, enraging this neither-human-nor-ghost thing.
"I sense a familiar aura on you. Was it you who stole this Emperor's physical body?"
The Netherworld Martial Emperor suddenly fixed his gaze on Wei Fan, an eerie light flickering in his eyes. Half his head was shattered, yet he seemed entirely unaware of it.
This must be why this taboo appeared here!
He had sensed a familiar aura on him!
Wei Fan's heart tightened, and his golden Primordial Spirit sent out frantic warnings.
"The dead should sleep forever!"
Tiger roars and dragon cries rang out from his body. The Myriad Spirits Bell no longer concealed itself, swiftly emerging from within him and releasing a dazzling golden radiance.
"Be careful!" Feng Hua cried. She knew Wei Fan was about to take the initiative and attack the Netherworld Martial Emperor.
If it had been an ordinary evil entity, the Golden Bell could likely protect Wei Fan and slay it. But the thing before them was clearly a taboo existence.
Taboos were immortal. The Golden Bell might not be able to do anything to a taboo. If taboos had been so easy to kill, Cangwu Mountain would not contain so many of them.
Of course, she also understood the situation before them. Only Wei Fan could take a chance with the Golden Bell. The Netherworld Martial Emperor had clearly set his sights on Wei Fan and been drawn here by him. Not acting did not mean they were safe.
"Huh?"
Her gaze suddenly sharpened. The