"Something's not right."
Su Yi spoke.
Before his voice had finished echoing, he suddenly soared into the air and swept his gaze around.
The tribulation clouds in the sky had long since dispersed, yet the blood-colored thunder blanketing the endless ruins seemed to have been drawn here, gathering from all directions.
The blood-colored thunder had originally been formed from the shattered power of the rules of the Ten Directions Hell, brimming with exceedingly strange and terrifying destructive might.
Throughout the ages, the dreadful resentful souls and evil spirits once imprisoned within the Ten Directions Hell had scattered among the blood-colored thunder, drawing in and devouring the rule power contained within it.
That was also why the Burial God Ruins were regarded as a forbidden zone.
Whether it was the blood-colored thunder or the terrifying resentful souls and evil spirits scattered throughout this forbidden zone, all were incomparably dreadful—enough to easily slaughter emperors!
Yet now, the blood-colored thunder enveloping this forbidden zone was frantically converging in their direction. This was undoubtedly abnormal!
"So it's coming for Wang Ting. It seems the Path of the Yama he has stepped onto is not only feared and hated by those great enemies—even the terrifying resentful spirits and evil spirits scattered throughout this forbidden zone cannot tolerate the reappearance of a powerful figure who controls the Dao of 'Yama'."
Su Yi vaguely understood.
Rumble!
Blood-colored thunder came from every direction, its roaring rising and falling in succession.
At that moment, Ye Luo, the Nether King, and the Confucian Robe Old Man all noticed the sudden change, and their hearts went cold.
"Take your disciple. I'll lead the way. We'll leave this place first."
Su Yi made the decision without hesitation.
At once, the Confucian Robe Old Man stepped forward, bringing along his disciple Wang Ting