Sea and sky lay deathly silent. Amid the roaring sound, the enormous Pillar of Depravity descended another notch!
The next one, then the one after that...
After going through two consecutive duels, that excessively young Embers Craftsman still stood upon the battlefield, utterly unscathed, without even the slightest sign of fatigue.
Even as Rainbow Light churned endlessly within the Deepdark and malicious gazes fell upon him one after another, he could not be bothered to spare them a glance.
He merely yawned in boredom and looked up at the sky.
Expressionless.
Though he stood right before him, the heavens gradually dimmed into a pale gray, seawater froze inch by inch, and powdery snow drifted down amid the wind rushing toward him.
Out of the darkness, a bloated figure wrapped all over in thick cotton clothes staggered step by step toward him, hunched over with his arms folded against his chest.
Layers of frost clung to his exposed hair and beard. It was as if he stood in an ice cave—so cold.
Yet even stranger, wisps of sparks and thick smoke continuously rose from his body.
"Ha..."
Amid heavy breathing, the tightly shut eyes on that pitch-black face, like a charred corpse's, finally opened. Yet there were no pupils within them at all, only viscous firelight surging endlessly through the carbonized sockets.
It looked at Ji Jue.
Merely being looked at made one feel as though their insides were burning, as if they would ignite alongside it!
The world was freezing, the Frost Wind piercing to the bone, yet before Ji Jue's eyes, a spark slowly rose from the gradually drying ground. Countless sparks, like fireflies, rose and danced wildly within invisible flames!
"You... you... watch..."
The figure's expression twitched for an instant, as though a gap resembling a smile had