Blood Dip! The Undying Necropolis!

Caught off guard, Meng Chuan turned his inner vision inward, examining the dark light that had seeped into his body like black sand. His brow furrowed slightly.

A faint, mysterious will enshrouded it. This power could not be stripped from his body, as though it were some special mark.

This mysterious force was still surging ceaselessly, drawing closer to the dwelling place of his soul...

What wishful thinking.

The fact that it had broken through the layers of defenses he had set over his body's surface was already impressive enough.

Meng Chuan analyzed inwardly. The source of this force was most likely that bizarre cosmic law's Divine Power.

But if it wanted to go any further, he would not permit it.

Mere Divine Power. He possessed the Sit-and-Forget Dragon Demon Prison Suppression and held all things under control.

How did the power of the Dao laws compare? This was the perfect chance to see!

His thoughts flashed like lightning. Meng Chuan's gaze sharpened, and the surging blood and Internal Breath throughout his body instantly drew in under his control, leaving him as immovable as a towering mountain.

Deep within his brow, the dormant Elephant God abruptly opened its wide almond eyes. A vast, weighty will spread forth, like a Sea-Subduing Divine Needle stabilizing his turbulent Sea of Consciousness.

Within his body, a speck of profoundly deep dark light suddenly swelled.

It was like a black sun blooming and rising within him.

A strange sound, like the howl of an abyss, came from the black sun's core.

Writhing, rolling tentacles continuously emerged from it, stretching long and wide. Just as they were about to wrap around his liver completely—

BOOM!!!

The instant the Divine Power-infused mental impact atop the tentacles struck the Liver Wood, it was like a tide crashing against