The Blood Sea Secret Realm was deathly silent. Hui Mei's entire body shuddered instinctively, while Chu Yunshang's body tensed.
Even Chu Tian's pupils contracted slightly.
Xue Hezi was a peerless prodigy protected by the Epoch Ancient Pagoda. He had broken through to the Mythical Realm, yet he had been blown apart by a single strike.
But in the next instant, the origin of the Blood Sea Secret Realm exploded.
It did not slowly surge forth. It erupted simultaneously from deep beneath the earth, from above the heavens, and from the void in every direction.
Gray light, like floodwaters bursting through a broken dam, swept toward the place where Xue Hezi had vanished.
That light carried the Blood Sea Race's accumulations over countless epochs, the lingering legacy of the Primordial Netherworld Clan, and the most primordial power within the secret realm's origin.
They gathered where Xue Hezi had disappeared, spinning madly like a gray vortex stretching for thousands of feet.
At the center of the vortex, a blurred outline was reforming from nothingness.
First came the bones, inch by inch. Dense Primordial Era runes emerged across the gray-white skeleton.
Then came flesh, strand by strand. Dark-red muscle fibers wound around the bones, layer upon layer like fabric being woven.
Finally came the skin, layer by layer. Pale flesh covered the blood and muscle, glimmering with faint gray light.
Xue Hezi stepped out of the vortex.
His face was white as paper, his lips utterly bloodless. His aura had weakened by more than half, and the four Great Daos beneath his feet spread out anew. Yet the runes upon their foundations had dimmed greatly, like ink washed by water.
His eyes were gray, but those gray pupils were now filled with terror.
He abruptly retreated.
His body pulled a gray afterimage through