The demonic clouds had finally pressed into Qingyun territory. They were not a single entity, but an endless tide of destruction composed of Demonic Cult followers controlled by Shura's will, demon beasts, and even Orthodox Dao cultivators corrupted along the way!
Their eyes were vacant and their faces twisted, with only the most primal desire to kill remaining. Their beastlike howls merged into a wave of sound that made one's scalp tingle.
At the very heart of that demonic tide floated a dense, unbreakable glow of dark-red blood.
Within the bloody radiance, a figure could vaguely be seen—it was Ghost King Wan Renwang, completely corrupted and controlled by Shura's will!
But now, his features were savage, his pupils blood-red, and his entire body exuded a terrifying aura of chaos, brutality, and greed. He had long lost his sense of self and become merely a vessel and puppet for Shura's descent into the world!
"Daoxuan! Get out here and die!!"
The Shura Ghost King let out an inhuman roar. It sounded like countless pieces of metal grinding together, painfully shrill, carrying a chaotic spiritual shock that made many lower-cultivation Qingyun disciples below grunt and turn pale.
"Junior Brothers, Xiaofan, do your best to hold back the powerful enemies.
"Qingyun disciples, hold the formation. Do not leave it."
"Yes!"
After giving his orders, Gu Hui vanished from where he stood and appeared outside the formation.
The Shura Ghost King's scarlet eyes fell upon Gu Hui, flashing with surprise and even deeper greed.
"I never expected such an ant to emerge from this barren land!
"Perfect. Once I devour you, my power will rise to another level!"
It gave Gu Hui no chance to speak. With a roar, the dark-red demonic clouds blanketing heaven and earth abruptly contracted, transforming into a gigantic bloody