Buzz, buzz, buzz.
At the center of the altar, the blood pool suddenly erupted with an intensely dazzling blood-red radiance.
Immediately afterward, a pool of viscous, mercury-like scarlet liquid that radiated an aura of destruction appeared out of thin air from the bottom of the pool.
It was the core of all the energy on Sky Burial Island—the accumulated essence of the Blood Prison Divine King's million years of cultivation.
At that moment, the pool of scarlet liquid was boiling and expanding at an astonishing speed.
A terrifying energy fluctuation, powerful enough to destroy stars and make even Divine Lords change color, violently swept out from within it.
Crack! Crack!
The altar was splitting apart, and space was twisting.
The entirety of Sky Burial Island let out an overwhelmed, mournful groan under the impact of this force.
It seemed that in the next second, it would completely collapse and become a speck of dust in the universe.
An unprecedented crisis of death surged over Yang Lingtian like a tidal wave, instantly drowning him.
This was a desperate situation. A killing formation with no escape.
The Blood Prison Divine King had laid down this final killing move at the cost of himself and the entire island.
He intended to drag Yang Lingtian into a place of eternal damnation.
Yet, faced with a desperate situation terrifying enough to make any Divine Lord's scalp go numb,
not the slightest trace of fear or panic could be seen on Yang Lingtian's face.
In fact, his deep eyes blazed with an unprecedented fighting spirit.
"Die together? Do you think you're worthy?"
He slowly raised his head and looked at the thousand-zhang Demon Shadow, whose face was twisted with savage delight.
"Since you're in such a hurry to die, I'll grant your wish."
"I'll also let