As the talisman paper turned to ash, a strand of black vapor slowly appeared.
Wherever the black vapor passed, even the trees withered.
Seeing this, the surrounding sects retreated one after another. They could all sense the terror of the black vapor.
"Didn't you want to fight? Come on, let me see what you're capable of."
After Ying Zi spoke, all of his soul rings flashed at once.
The faster the soul rings flashed, the denser the black vapor became. At that moment, even the corpses that had already died turned into bloody water.
Before long, screams gradually rang out from Ying Zi within the black mist.
The black mist seemed unsatisfied with the corpses on the ground and was frantically absorbing Ying Zi's life force.
Ying Zi's face quickly withered, devoid of even a trace of vitality.
"Who awakened me?"
An aged voice sounded from within the black mist.
Yet no one at the scene spoke.
"Who awakened me?"
The aged voice asked again.
At that moment, Di yihong stepped forward.
"The person who awakened you has already had his life force drained dry by you. All that's left is a skeleton."
"Hm?"
The voice within the black mist seemed to notice Ying Zi's corpse and finally realized what had happened.
The black mist then enveloped Ying Zi once more.
Not long after, Ying Zi returned to his previous state.
Di yihong was somewhat concerned by that method.
Resurrection was his own ability, yet the person within that black mist could do the same. Could the person in the black mist be a god? But even an ordinary god shouldn't possess such an ability, right?
Once Ying Zi woke up and saw the black mist, he abruptly dropped to his knees.
"Evil God, please help me kill these people.