"I could feel the evil energy inside me disappearing. It seemed there were no more evil spirits in this world. I couldn't sense any of that cold, sinister aura anymore!" someone said in shock.
"Me too. My power has been weakened a great deal, but our strength as Blood Marrow Eaters remains. It hasn't weakened in the slightest."
"Yes!"
"The evil spirits I controlled have already dispersed. With the targets gone, I can feel that many wizard inheritances have been restricted, but the blood marrow power inside me hasn't changed at all. It's even grown considerably stronger!" Everyone discussed the current situation anxiously.
"Could all this be the ancestor's blessing?"
They looked toward the radiant, majestic figure in the sky.
In truth, Wu Heng's figure did not appear radiant. Rather, it was filled with strangeness and terror, possessing an absurd sort of beauty.
But when power reached a certain level, human senses would be distorted as well. A creature's appreciation of beauty undoubtedly stemmed from its own sensory organs.
After these Marrow Eaters advanced into Blood Marrow Eaters, their bodies had become bizarre and grotesque.
Yet in their eyes, Wu Heng's current form—the giant formed by the fusion of the Three-Eyed Sphere and the Fear Hell sphere—was the most perfect, sacred, and inviolable ultimate form. It was the pinnacle of beauty they could possibly imagine!
Within Blood Floss Hell, The many Blood Marrow Eaters witnessed the miraculous scenes constantly unfolding outside, and their emotions gradually settled.
After all, the figure standing in the sky was also their blood marrow ancestor, the creator of their power system. Their own strength originated from him, so why should they even think about resisting or struggling?
Once they understood this, their mindsets gradually calmed. They no longer worried, merely waiting for Wu Heng's judgment