The moment the black shadow appeared, Yin Wind rose in all directions. He Mu immediately felt his blood vessels stiffen, as though they were turning inch by inch into frost. His Primordial Spirit thoughts moved with difficulty, and everything before his eyes seemed to be coated in yellow-brown ice. Even the airflow appeared frozen, while illusions blossomed in his mind. It was as though he had fallen into the legendary lowest depths of the Nine Abysses, surrounded by layers upon layers of ghostly figures, with an army bearing down.
Were it not for the Immortal Sword's sonorous ringing and the Five-Colored Immortal Sword's radiance covering him—dazzling red, cyan, yellow, white, and black—He Mu believed he would already have turned into an ice statue, which would be blown into flying ash by the Yin Wind.
Heaven and earth seemed to have become the ghostly domain of the Nine Abysses. An aura of death and darkness permeated the surroundings. The Black Armored Demon General beside Qi Zhengyan stepped forward, clenched his right hand into a fist, and fixed his eyes on the black shadow.
Was this a ten-thousand-year-old ghost summoned from the depths of the Nine Abysses?
Yellow-brown frost also surfaced on his black demonic armor. He was not untroubled either. Although he had awakened his self-awareness, he was still separated from recovering to his peak by the distance of billions upon billions of universes.
Wuuu!
Ghostly wails rose in all directions. A terrifying force like a frigid sun erupted. Qi Zhengyan remained expressionless, red currents swirling around him, as two brilliant golden stars flew out above his head.
One was called "Equality," and the other "Self-Strengthening."
The moment Equality appeared, the terrifying aura of the ten-thousand-year-old ghost was immediately halved. Qi Zhengyan's strength rose steadily, and the two sides now stood