The Emperor Falls into the Demonic Path (Please Subscribe)

At the entrance to the underground space, Bai Qi and several other generals had been waiting outside. Suddenly, they faintly heard Zhao Fu's screams and immediately wanted to enter again, but Ghost Slayer and the Heavenly Demon blocked them. "Master said no one is allowed inside!"

Hearing that it was Zhao Fu's order, Bai Qi and the others could only stop, pacing anxiously back and forth at the entrance.

"Ah!"

Zhao Fu lay on the altar with his mouth wide open, screaming in agony as he struggled and writhed without cease. It was as though the skin all over his body had been peeled away; his flesh, blood, and even internal organs began to melt beneath the power of those flames. Bone after bone shattered, and Zhao Fu's screams gradually turned hoarse before slowly weakening. Blood flooded the entire altar.

A murky blood-colored glow shrouded the entire altar, while an evil black aura spread out like great waves, sending a chill through the hearts of Bai Qi and the others waiting outside.

On the surface, with the death of God Kerr, the strange phenomena in the sky slowly vanished, and everything returned to normal. Quite a few people let out sighs of relief.

However, beside the City Heart, the Nation-Guarding Artifact and the Heirloom Seal of the Realm began trembling uneasily. Strands of black and blood-red aura surged from beneath the ground throughout Great Qin's territory, carrying an aura of annihilation.

He Xianru, who had been reprimanding that fellow Huo Qing, suddenly sensed something. Her face went pale with shock, and when she lowered her head, she saw that not only were wisps of black qi rising from her body, but wisps of blood qi were also emerging.

He Xianru immediately rushed outside and looked up at the sky. Sure