A ethereal voice rose leisurely, sounding as though it came from an extremely distant place:
"Senluo Underworld God Prohibition, Three Thousand God-Ghost Execution Platform!"
In the dim void obscured by endless devil shadows, crimson light suddenly spilled outward. It was not some ethereal thing like light or mist, but a foul, heavy sea of blood that churned and rolled, even kicking up waves.
All manner of heavenly devils, the moment they fell into this sea of blood, were as if splashed with a layer of adhesive. Their formless bodies all manifested, struggling frantically to escape, and for a time the "surface of the sea" was densely packed with heavenly devil phantoms. This terrified the remaining heavenly devils that had yet to pounce, causing them to halt their momentum as formidable devil intent fell into chaos for the very first time.
Yet that ethereal voice of unknown origin, set against the backdrop of the sea of blood, gradually grew clear, repeating twice in succession:
"Senluo Underworld God Prohibition, Three Thousand God-Ghost Execution Platform!"
"Senluo Underworld God Prohibition, Three Thousand God-Ghost Execution Platform!"
The final call was already like a great bell or resonant drum, shaking the heavens and earth. As the soundwaves swept past, the sea of blood roared and huge waves surged upward, raising a towering platform straight out from the sea. Measured from the surface of the waters, its height was actually several dozen zhang. Turbid blood-light dragged up from the sea of blood cascaded down the platform, dyeing it crimson and connecting with the patterns upon it. Twisting and looping, it ultimately formed a vertical, gigantic blood-colored eye in the middle section of the platform, its pupil glowing with a tiny speck of golden light as it coldly observed this world.
The various cultivators were all within the