The dark sphere leaped straight across, rushing from the land of darkness, from within the Dark Prison Cage, rapidly drawing near. It became the most unbelievable glimmer of light as it swiftly approached.
Then it fixed itself above a grave, and the black orb began to expand and contract.
The crimson talismans upon the black sphere began to flicker, waxing and waning unpredictably.
Such power had utterly surpassed Ye Tian's former understanding. In such a short time, nothing could determine where this thing was headed.
He secretly manipulated his power, yet he could not affect the dark sphere's movements at all.
Or rather, it was completely unaffected by the control of his power.
The Great Dao chains within the dark sphere emerged once more in their entirety—the very Great Dao chains that had originally existed within the Dark Prison Cage.
Their might was incomparably terrifying at this moment. It was the full power of a Saint. The crimson talismans upon them displayed boundless strength, then locked all that power upon the grave itself.
Countless powers were converging, swelling, gathering.
With a thunderous boom, a massive passage pierced through between the dark sphere and the grave, and all power poured into the grave.
A chilling feeling of terror unexpectedly rose in Ye Tian's heart.
Too terrifying!
This power was simply horrifying beyond measure.
Moreover, its scheme was to pour the power of a Saint into a grave.
What kind of existence lay buried within that grave, to require such power to be gathered there?
Was this the method and scheme of that dark existence?
Any existence powerful enough could not display anything at this moment.
Most crucially, there was more than one such dark sphere.
They all floated above one grave after another.
"Who exactly is buried in these graves?"
"What