This dense black fog was none other than the source of the Power of Resentment, and also the True Dragon Obsession's true body. The true dragon form from before had merely been something it evolved.
This brute was not a true dragon, but a wisp of obsession.
It was only because he had been far too powerful in life that even as a single wisp of obsession, his strength was absurdly great, comparable to the God Realm.
If he had not been gravely wounded when breaking through the seal, the ones running for their lives right now would have been Lu Chuan and Tu Zhan.
"Damned Human Race ants, you forced me..."
A shrill and icy roar came from within the black mist.
Within that hoarse voice was a chilling, eerie coldness that made one's heart palpitate. That mass of black mist suddenly expanded at high speed.
With astonishing speed, it spread in every direction.
In an instant.
It completely submerged the entire Ruined City.
Within the icy Killing Intent, an eerie Power of Resentment seeped through, battering people's minds and consciousness.
At that moment, Lu Chuan saw countless Vengeful Souls baring claws and fangs as they roared toward him. Like a flood of corpses, they had already swallowed him whole and were gnawing him apart.
"Perfect timing..."
After seeing this, not only was there not the slightest worry or fear on Lu Chuan's face, excitement instead appeared there.
To others, Vengeful Souls were life-claiming ghosts.
But in Lu Chuan's eyes, they were sacred medicine for rapidly improving his Spiritual Power.
Killing one Vengeful Soul was equal to a month of bitter cultivation. Where else could he find such a good thing?
This True Dragon Obsession was practically a Money-sending boy.
As Blade Intent crisscrossed around him, it transformed into