The Death Qi of the Nine Nether Yellow Springs and the Blood Qi crossed and clashed, their forces nearly evenly matched.
Luo Hou had devoured all the Death Qi in the Netherworld Land, transforming into a monster ten thousand zhang tall. Wielding a battle halberd, he had forced Yellow Springs onto the defensive.
Yellow Springs stirred the sea of blood, sending vast amounts of magic power surging into it. Ripples spread across the sea, and patterns of the Heavenly Dao appeared in the sky above. The patterns formed strands of blood that wove together, slowly shaping a Heavenly Net that pressed down over the head of Luo Hou's ten-thousand-zhang body.
Yellow Springs shouted, "Seal!" As the divine character appeared, a strange force suddenly formed. Space within a hundred zhang of the sea of blood rippled, then became locked in place.
Luo Hou was immediately trapped in the frozen space. The blood-red net radiated supreme might as it descended over him, enclosing him within a single drop of blood.
Luo Hou roared inside the blood drop. Black Qi surged from his body, gathering into a phantom form. The silent phantom of Luo Hou mouthed the word "Kill."
The word "Kill" carried a strange power. The blood drop filled with boundless killing intent, which surged skyward and shook the space sealed outside it. The phantom Luo Hou stretched out both hands, crossed them, then fiercely snipped at the empty air. The phantom scissors formed by his arms detached from his body. As he moved, his arms became two Black Dragons that twisted around each other. Apart, they were dragons; together, they formed a pair of shears. Their blades snapped shut, and a tearing force shot toward the blood drop. It shuddered violently, scattering some of its blood mist.
The phantom followed close