Without warning, and with no regard for fair play, the attack wheeled back. The sound of shattering rang out without end.
In an instant, the earth split and the heavens seemed to collapse. The warped aura of a Great Evil erupted from beneath the parched, barren ground. Amid the stinking mass grave left strewn with corpses by the Natural Disaster, a huge, mangled hand suddenly thrust upward.
Out of nowhere, it held back the crushing weight of Celestial Origin.
Foul blood gushed endlessly from rotting flesh. Wherever it fell, the droplets spread swiftly across the ground, and poisonous flowers and malignant weeds writhed into growth.
In mere moments, the once unremarkable graveyard tore away its disguise and became a scene from hell.
Scattered, rotting flesh and bones gathered in midair, forming an immense, grotesque figure half withered and half lush. Its left side seemed carved from fine jade, its handsome yet bewitching features shifting without cease. On its right, rotten flesh swelled irregularly over dried bones, while festering sores split open and spread like lotus blossoms.
The two halves kept trading places and changing. Life and death revolved through unending decay across that vast, uncanny body. It was impossible to tell whether it was a corpse or a living person.
Only one thing was beyond doubt: the terrifying aura around that body, and the White Hall's essence, so pure it was outrageous. This was unmistakably the White Hall calamity that had sat on bounty lists everywhere for untold years.
Sin Demon—Shi Shan!
By merely existing, he ceaselessly transformed the entire area into a grotesque scene beneath the Vortex.
The power of one being polluted the world.
The sight made countless people's vision go dark once more.
There was another powerhouse?
*So all that chaos just now had only been the