Du Ling

Thud!

The Wood Clan members who regarded Pang Ling as their sole faith suddenly began dying in large numbers.

An invisible force of death seeped through the lines of perception linking the Wood Clan warriors and Pang Ling, infiltrating the bodies of those weak-willed warriors and forcibly transforming the vitality within them into the power of death.

As life was extinguished and sinister death power bred within them, Wood Clan members died in droves.

The dead fell to the ground, death intent spilling from their bodies and causing the trees, insects, flowers, and grass in the surrounding area to die along with them.

A terrifying aura of death abruptly erupted, making the countless glimmers of Pang Ling's soul weep mournfully within her enormous tree body.

"It's all my fault. My fault for going closer to look."

"I brought those death powers into this world. Those Wood Clan members who believe in me will all die because of me."

"Father, I..."

Still only an eleventh-rank otherworldly being, she clearly had no way to deal with death corruption of this level.

Above the jade-like leaves of her lush and flourishing true body, the brilliant radiance that had once shone brightly gradually dimmed amid her anguished cries.

An extremely unhealthy grayish-white hue began to emerge across her tree body.

Beneath the broad divine tree, Pang Jian's gaze was deep and his expression icy.

"Death and life—two opposing powers."

As the thought arose, his attention focused inward, manifesting his own strange divine body within this world pieced together from countless fragments of land.

Boom!

A body a hundred thousand feet tall, blazing with brilliant golden light, stood within this realm.

"Life!"

He gave a low shout.

Dense vitality of flesh and blood transformed into a deep crimson ocean of blood, spreading outward from him