Chapter 595

Suddenly, some blood seemed to be drawn by some force and splashed upward, landing on his indestructible battle armor. In an instant, sizzling burns sounded from its surface as wisps of green smoke rose. The once smooth, gleaming armor was corroded with tiny holes at a visible rate, and the corrosive power even penetrated the armor, faintly stinging his skin.

"Blood Pool, manifest—destroy!" Another divine thought from the Supreme Eye Pupil exploded through the Void. The entire Void began to twist violently, as though ruthlessly kneaded by an invisible giant hand. At the center of the distortion, a massive Blood Pool slowly emerged. Filthy blood churned and boiled within it, radiating a strange, heart-palpitating power. Like countless invisible hands, that power tugged at the Patriarch of the War Clan's soul and body, trying to swallow him whole. At the edge of the Blood Pool, countless wronged souls could vaguely be seen howling and struggling. Their cries were incomparably shrill, enough to make one's scalp tingle.

Staring at the Blood Pool, not only did overlord-level experts like King Taotie, who dominated entire regions, finally understand why the missing people had left behind nothing but a layer of skin—even the usually lofty Self Severing Realm leaders understood as well. This was not mere slaughter. They had been devoured by this Blood Pool, skin and bones, souls and bodies alike! A chill rose up everyone's backs as they looked at the Blood Pool in terror. King Taotie unconsciously touched his stomach. The hunger that had once filled his eyes for everything was now replaced only by deep wariness.

"Silver Thunder!" the Patriarch of the War Clan shouted, his voice filled with resolve. His hands rapidly formed seals, every gesture containing the ultimate principles of heaven and earth. All kinds of treasure lights immediately