The man raised his head and looked at Fang Chen. He tore off his cloak, revealing a towering, powerfully built frame. His face was stern, his brows thick, and his gaze sharp. Black demonic markings covered his face, and an immensely powerful aura radiated from him.
North Nether Saint's expression changed sharply at the sight. "Senior Brother?"
"Elder Kongming?"
The members of the North Nether Sect stared at the man in shock.
The man before them was Lu Ming, North Nether Saint's senior brother, whose Dao Name was Kongming. Seven thousand years ago, he had been caught in a Spatial Storm while training in the Sacred Land and was believed to have died.
The North Nether Sect had concluded that Void Saint was dead because his Soul Lamp had gone out.
Under ordinary circumstances, when a Soul Lamp was extinguished, its owner was dead.
Yet to the astonishment of North Nether Saint and the North Nether Sect's experts, Void Saint was still alive. They could also see that he was no longer the man he had once been. He had fallen to demonic corruption.
Neither North Nether Saint nor the others from the North Nether Sect knew how he had ended up this way.
Just then, Saint Seals flew out of Void Saint's body one after another and hovered behind him.
His aura continued to climb.
Nine Saint Seals emerged in all. When the ninth flew out, Void Saint's aura reached a terrifying level. Its crushing pressure bore straight down on Fang Chen.
Void Saint extended a hand, and a long black saber appeared in it. Black demonic markings covered the blade as well.
A pair of red wings burst from his back.
Boom!
With the wings' appearance, Void Saint's aura surged again.
He swept out a hand and sent