Everyone stared at the enormous vortex of blade qi in the sky, their faces filled with horror. Could that person possibly still be alive after enduring such a terrifying attack? If it had been an ordinary peerless genius, they would have long since been ground into minced flesh.
"Ghost Immortal Mode... activate!"
A cold voice suddenly rang out, spreading like ice and echoing in all directions. It shook the heavens, pierced the Nine Netherworlds, sent chill into the bones, and made the three realms tremble.
Boom!
A heaven-shaking explosion erupted, as though something had been shattered. A world-destroying force surged from the center of the blade-qi vortex. The ten-thousand-meter vortex could not withstand that power at all and began to collapse.
Countless streams of blade qi scattered apart, revealing a terrifying figure at the very center.
A towering ghostly flame blazed around that figure, while countless gray rays spread outward. The surrounding void seemed imprisoned by an invisible force; everything had fallen into stillness, emanating an oppressive presence as vast as heaven and earth.
The temperature of the entire world plummeted, turning bitterly cold. Countless people within this world could not help but tremble in fear.
Zhao Fu's appearance had also changed drastically.
The left half of his face had turned crimson, grotesque like the face of a vicious ghost, and fangs had grown from it.
The pale eyeball in the center of his brow had become rainbow-colored. At the same time, the pupils within Zhao Fu's eye sockets had all split open into narrow slits, carrying a terrifying power beyond imagination.
Nine gray rings of runes emerged around Zhao Fu, each one larger than the last, with a foot of space between each ring.
The current Zhao Fu was like a Ghost Immortal from legend.
Seeing Zhao Fu emerge,