What kind of sight lay beneath that blind eye covered by the eyepatch?
The eye socket was deeply sunken, its rim standing starkly erect like lofty cliffs encircling an abyss. The entire eyeball was utterly absent!
Only blood flowed within, curling of its own accord without wind, ripples gently undulating.
If one ignored the color of that blood, it would seem like a tranquil, elegant scene of clouds reflected in still waters.
But the instant the eyepatch was lifted, it surged like lakes and seas!
The stern restraints of law were lifted. At the very center of that one-eyed lake of blood appeared a vortex of utmost horror, like a beast's maw madly swallowing everything—yet it happened to take the shape of an eye.
An eye within an eye!
Viewed in miniature, it resembled the pupil of this blood-red eye.
Yu Beidou pressed his finger against that ever-changing drop of blood and, at that very moment, tapped it into the vortex!
Buzz~!
A hum at the level of rules seemed to announce the birth of a legend.
Having calculated the Lost Realm to its limits, borrowed the situation to lay out his plans, and caused Yu Xinzhou, the Blood King of fearsome notoriety, to suffer misfortune time and again—tempered and battered a thousand times before finally being worn away—all of it had been for this single drop of "truth"!
That drop of "truth" was now at Yu Beidou's fingertip, where it swiftly changed and took the form of an Eight Trigrams Platform.
The Blood King's truth had, at this moment, become an Eight Trigrams Platform!
Beyond its mystery and solemnity, it carried an adornment of icy cruelty.
A blood-red Eight Trigrams Platform!!
Blood Divination Art!!!
Even when Yu Beidou was still a True Person, his calculating power had already stood