It was clearly nothing more than a set of withered bones, dead for ten thousand years. Its flesh and blood had been worn away by the power of time, and it was on the verge of completely decaying into dust.
The bare white skeletal frame no longer showed the slightest trace of life.
But at this moment,
those hollow eye sockets resembled two black hole vortices, as though they were swallowing everything whole!
They brought Zhang Qingyuan endless pressure!
[Receive my Dao Fruit today, and on a future day, you must bear my karma.]
[I might as well speak plainly. Before This Seat entered extinction, I formed a great enmity with a petty man. Back then, on the Immortal Ascension Path, I lost to that fellow. I refuse to accept it! That fellow was nothing but a petty man—what virtue or ability did he possess? How could he be the one to become an Immortal?!]
As he spoke of his grievances with a certain person, even after ten thousand years, the voice of the withered bones still overflowed with unconcealable fury!
That extreme unwillingness
seemed to resonate with the three blood-red characters on the Stone Tablet.
In an instant, it was as though a towering Blood Sea had surged forth, rolling in and sweeping over everything, staining the entire world into a scarlet killing ground. Countless souls rose again from death, seeking to bring despair as deep as an abyss to this world!
Under the impact of that terrifying torrent of slaughter,
even Zhang Qingyuan could not help taking a step back, the look in his eyes shifting slightly.
It was precisely because of this unwillingness
that, even after the owner of these withered bones had suffered the destruction of both soul and spirit, a wisp of obsession had remained,