Roar!
The three Lords of Supernatural Phenomena simultaneously threw back their heads and rose onto their tiptoes, half-floating above the ground. Their bodies stretched to the limit, their faces twisted with pain.
Their mouths hung open, and in an instant, endless black qi spewed forth, shooting straight into the heavens.
Suddenly, the once tranquil heaven and earth seemed to be stirred by an invisible giant hand, and the aura underwent a drastic change! The boundless black qi churned and surged like a raging tide, while within that heart-palpitating darkness, a strange streak of blood-red appeared and disappeared.
At first, that blood-red hue flickered only in scattered specks, but in the blink of an eye, it spread wildly at an astonishing speed. It was like a burning blaze, like a ferocious blood dragon baring its fangs and brandishing its claws as it weaved through the black qi. As it continued to expand, it ultimately formed an incomparably enormous blood-red "pot lid," descending to cover everything below.
Before long, the blood-red expanse had completely claimed the entire sky and earth. As far as the eye could see, everything had turned into a horrifying crimson.
The sky and earth had both become surging waves of bloody terror.
An extreme, nauseating stench of blood rushed toward him.
For an ordinary cultivator, that smell alone would have been enough to drown them.
When subjected to extreme olfactory stimulation, the body instinctively sealed every channel of communication with the outside world. If it lasted too long, one would suffocate to death alive.
Naturally, this was no problem for Qin He.
The Merit Saint Body merely released the faintest glimmer of divine light, completely blocking that aura outside.
Yet Qin He felt a considerable pressure. At this moment, it seemed as though the entire world was pressing