He had just suppressed the surging energy within him when a reward suddenly appeared deep in his sea of consciousness.
There was no gray-white curtain, no Shadow Play, and certainly no account of the Rotbone Nether Beast's life.
Reward: Corrosion Art A forbidden dark spell originating from the Netherworld. When cast, it can draw out the vital essence of living beings and all things from a distance, using the Netherworld's decay law to infect the target's body and soul, causing them to rot and crumble inch by inch until they finally become a handful of netherworld soil. Note: This art produces immediate results, but it violates the harmony of heaven and runs counter to the rightful cycle of creation and destruction. Unless one is a born evil cultivator of the Demonic Path, one must not dabble in it lightly.
Qin He kept his eyes closed, his fingers tightening slightly. Rather than delight, he felt revulsion.
Throughout his journey, the Black Demon Banner and true demonic power had both been regarded as evil by the world. Yet he had always acted according to his own heart, never binding himself to the hollow labels of righteous and evil paths.
This Corrosion Art, however, ran utterly counter to his own path.
It was undeniably powerful. With a single thought, he could drain an enemy's vitality and turn them into netherworld soil. Even if they could resist, their strength would wane as his waxed, giving him every advantage.
But the price was undeniably devastating, too. It was not a temporary expenditure, but the utter degradation of his soul and essence, a process that would turn him, step by step, into something no different from those sinister monsters.
Living was important, of course. But if staying alive meant becoming something neither human nor