Snap.
With a snap of Ye Fan's fingers.
In an instant, a massive spatial vortex formed in the void.
"That is..."
At this moment.
Many of the martial artists present witnessed this scene.
Moreover, they could clearly sense the dense aura of death emanating from within that spatial vortex.
If.
The aura of the Bloody Arena represented slaughter, bloodshed, and brutality.
Then.
The aura flowing from that vortex at this moment represented coldness, deathly stillness, and despair!
Touched by the aura spilling forth.
The tens of thousands of martial artists present all felt as though they had fallen into an ice cellar.
Most of them, in fact.
Could not help but shudder.
"Underworld Summoning Art..."
Ye Fan murmured.
"That is... a summoning art that transcends time and space. Such dense killing intent and death energy..."
Blood Vengeance God King felt that aura most deeply. That death energy actually made even this supreme powerhouse, who had forged his Godhead through slaughter, feel intensely uncomfortable.
That feeling.
Was as though the other party could threaten him.
However.
He knew.
That was definitely not an aura at the God King level.
But that only made it more terrifying.
"This brat... what kind of monster is he? He even knows the art of summoning from another realm. Too terrifying!"
Blood Vengeance God King was shaken to the core.
Just now.
A martial artist at the Void God level had actually been able to wield the power of time.
That alone had left both him and the Ninth Elder of the Cosmic Void Alliance utterly stunned.
Even.
The greedy urge to capture Feng Qi and slice him apart for study had crazily grown within them.
After all.
The power of time was a supreme Great Dao they desperately coveted.
Yet.
It had appeared, in a