The ancient God of Life, Ling Yun, finally grew a complete head as he spoke.
It was a young, handsome face. His eyes were lively and carefree, carrying an untamed air.
His nose was high, his lips thin, his skin fair and jade-like, his hair pale green, and his body lean yet solid.
Though he was questioning the unfairness of the Sea of Mist's will, not a trace of anger showed on his face. He appeared remarkably calm and composed.
The blood mist around him transformed into a dark crimson suit of armor that seemed to have been one with his body from the start as his features became distinct. Dark red lightning, like coiled pythons, writhed across it.
Thump!
A heartbeat suddenly sounded from his chest.
The entire heaven and earth of the Ruins Domain pulsed with his heartbeat.
The laws of life scattered across stars and shattered lands, the hidden veins of life one after another, all echoed remotely with his heart.
Ling Yun's heart seemed to be the heart of the Ruins Domain itself. His heartbeat affected all living beings between heaven and earth.
"Hng!"
Fa Jie, Bai Zi, Xing Huan, and even Thunder Lord, that aberration with flesh and blood, all felt a hand gently close around their hearts.
It seemed that with a single squeeze, it could crush their heart cores and make them perish on the spot.
As the sovereign most proficient in the laws of life, Ling Yun became a high-ranking god surpassing Yuan Yi the moment his face became clear. He was already extremely close to the Sovereign realm he had once possessed.
"Pang Jian, once you die, it will have no better choice."
Ling Yun raised a hand.
Fine scarlet lightning coiled up his arm, all the way to the Celestial