The instant the hundred-foot skeletal behemoth appeared, the thick fog at the bottom of the ridge boiled over.
Dark red flames gushed from the eye sockets of its demonic beast skull. Saint-tier pressure descended like a crushing mountain, sending fine wrinkles through the surrounding space. Even the air froze into blue-black ice crystals beneath the baleful yin law and pattered down.
Gold-black patterns flashed violently in Qin He's eyes, and true demonic qi poured from his body without restraint.
Ink-black demonic energy surged skyward, entwining with the drifting clouds before transforming into a vortex hundreds of feet across.
The vortex's center was black as an abyss, its edges wreathed in patterns of the Gold-Black Law. As it spun, it gave off a deep roar that devoured everything, forcibly dragging even light into its depths.
"Rise!"
Qin He gave a low shout, and the vortex of demonic energy abruptly bore down.
The yin sha qi surrounding the skeletal behemoth seemed to have found an outlet, surging madly toward the vortex.
Before the vortex of demonic energy, that yin balefulness, powerful enough to freeze and fracture space, could offer no resistance. Like rivers flowing into the sea, it was gulped down with the ravenous thirst of whales and oxen. Even the law patterns on the behemoth's surface began to dim.
The Black Robed Man froze in place, the baleful flames in his eye sockets flickering violently, his face filled with horror.
The essence of yin balefulness he had nourished with his blood essence for a hundred years was being rapidly drained by the vortex. Even the skeletal behemoth's rising Saint Realm aura came to an abrupt halt.
"No!"
Amid that shrill howl, the skeletal behemoth's aura visibly plummeted. Its hundred-foot body began to tremble, and the dark red flames in its eye