Emperor Corpse

"Boom!!!"

Sword light swept across, brilliant and resplendent, crossing time and space. It collided with that gaunt blue-black hand on equal footing, at the same level, raising a soundless roar and violent waves.

Then the hand shuddered heavily, and a clump of viscous blood splashed from its withered fingertips.

It was called a clump, yet it looked like a single drop, for the blood was far too viscous. The instant it splashed free of the finger, it stuck together into one mass, appearing as a single drop.

This drop of blood was not bright red, but blackish-purple. It seemed to have lost all life and vitality, yet it carried an inexplicable aura and radiated a terrifying power, as though it weighed a thousand, ten thousand jun. As it fell, space nearly collapsed; when it struck the earth, it stained the land ink-black and purple.

This was the capital of the You Su State, built atop a ninth-rank spirit vein. Though it could not be called an immortal domain or Divine Land, it was still a Blessed Land, every inch of soil brimming with the spiritual essence of heaven and earth.

Yet after this drop of blood fell, all spiritual essence was extinguished, wholly turned into dead silence. The Blessed Land became Fengdu's nether soil outright, and the power of Heaven and Earth Origin Spirit was completely gathered and transformed by the principle of "death."

Terrifying indeed, terrifying indeed!

Yet behind such terror, that gaunt blue-black hand shrank back and fell once more into the boundless darkness, as though it had suffered some sort of injury.

This seemed lengthy in the telling, but it had happened in a mere instant, swifter even than a flash of lightning or a spark from flint. Though everyone's eyes had caught it, their minds could