A blazing pillar of immaculate white light shot straight into the vault of heaven, vast and majestic, radiating surging energy fluctuations as ripples of laws spread outward without cease.
This pure-white pillar stood in stark contrast to the entire atmosphere of Nether Ghost Heaven. Amid the gloom, it was like a shining beacon, guiding everyone's way.
The people from every faction had indeed gone mad. Nothing was more tempting than the inheritance of a Dharmakaya mighty expert.
In their struggle to seize the so-called Dharmakaya inheritance, the forces of every faction eyed one another with hostility, ready to strike at any moment.
On the stairway leading to the summit of Heavenly Nether Mountain, blood already flowed like a river as a chaotic melee erupted. Experts from every faction fought their way up from the foot of the mountain. From time to time, powerful figures fell, their corpses tumbling down from above.
Of course, even more people had accidentally run into the ripples of laws. The weaker ones died on the spot, their bodies exploding apart.
The power contained within these ripples of laws truly came from the level of a Dharmakaya mighty expert. It was not something comparable to the thread of law power Long Xingtian had barely managed to wield.
"Don't you find this a little strange?"
Mo Zi's delicate brows furrowed as she looked at the blood flowing like a river before her, feeling somewhat puzzled.
Mu Qing's expression was grave as he said in a deep voice, "I'm afraid this is another trap. Everyone has been influenced without realizing it."
It was understandable that every faction would be tempted by the inheritance of a Dharmakaya mighty expert and want to fight over it.
But they had not even reached the summit of Heavenly Nether Mountain yet, nor