When the first wisp of black symbolizing death descended into the Blood-colored Marsh, the Blood Shadow Great Terror Existence paid it no heed.
Death Power? It was hardly a rare power.
At his level, no power was truly rare—not even space, time, or fate. No matter what kind of power it was, everything ultimately depended on the user's own attainment.
His flesh and blood were enough to warp anything they touched.
Living beings, nonliving objects, elements, and even concepts.
Even when concepts collided, the distortion could spread along the concept and corrode its target from within.
Naturally, turning death distortion into a part of flesh was no difficult feat.
The second second,
Death spread a little farther, and more pitch-black death appeared across more than a dozen marshes.
The Blood Shadow Great Terror Existence was slightly surprised.
"Conceptual power, the Third Realm?"
"Interesting. I thought it was merely a 'Common Star' legend, but it turns out to be another legend who deliberately tempered himself at the Peak of Law Realm for many years and pushed his conceptual power beyond its limits. Is this another manifestation of the world's self-rescue?"
Third-Realm conceptual power was already comparable to that of many Saint Realms.
The conceptual power this body of his could unleash was also only at the Third Realm.
However...
He wielded the great might of distortion.
The Star Lord and the Element King both wielded Third-Realm conceptual power, but in his eyes, they were merely oversized ants.
Troublesome, perhaps. Nothing more.
This Bone King would be much the same.
He cast his gaze toward the distant Blood-colored Marsh.
As that pitch-black Death Power spread, the blood within the marsh turned into black Nether River tides. The flesh-and-blood lifeforms within the Blood Lake—some merely arms, some only heads, some clusters of several