Watching his secondary body and the two fairies enter Dragon King Hall, Jiang Changkong walked toward the ruins of Witch Hall.
He picked up the shattered plaque, and an invisible force spread outward.
The Solar Divine Fire within Jiang Changkong dimmed somewhat. Green light flashed inside him, and the Solar Divine Fire blazed fiercely once more.
Buzz
Space rippled. Jiang Changkong's vision blurred, and the scene around him shifted.
Towering blood energy stretched across the void like ancient divine dragons.
Jiang Changkong stood at the heart of that towering blood energy, gazing at the blood-energy divine dragons.
A vast, boundless world unfolded before him.
The blood-energy divine dragons darted through the void, like the veins of heaven and earth, like the blood of the Heavenly Way.
A stifling oppression descended upon him, carrying a unique vicious might filled with savage, brutal aura.
The boundless world seemed to contain nothing but this towering blood energy. Every law, every power, was suppressed.
He could not sense time, could not perceive space, much less feel the existence of immortal energy.
Every immortal office within him had been cut off.
This was a pure power of blood energy!
Strands of unique law power coursed through the blood. An ancient, desolate aura emanated from the towering blood energy.
Faint sounds of prayer seemed to echo by his ears, as though calling to someone, worshipping some eternal existence.
Yet a veil separated him from those prayers, leaving them indistinct and making him feel deeply uncomfortable.
The blood-energy divine dragons roared, and the boundless world trembled.
A race that should not have existed in this world, a people that revered not the Heavenly Way and cultivated not the Great Dao.
They had begun to gestate when heaven and earth first divided, blooming with brilliant divine radiance in