Buzzz—!
As the mouthful of Saint's blood containing Jie Yin's origin sprayed forth, the Twelfth-Rank Black-Gold Lotus Throne's radiance instantly surged.
It was no longer the light of merit, but a dark Buddhist radiance brimming with corrosion and depravity.
Upon the Lotus Throne, it seemed as though hundreds of millions of demonic Buddhas were chanting in unison. Every syllable transformed into a terrifying force that suppressed divine souls, crashing viciously down upon Ming He below.
"Not good!"
Ming He's heart pounded wildly. He could sense that Jie Yin was truly risking his life with this strike.
At this moment, the Black-Gold Lotus Throne's power had even surpassed the scope of ordinary Innate Supreme Treasures.
Yet.
At that critical moment between life and death, a cold, hoarse voice that seemed to rise from beneath the Nine Netherworlds rang out in both Jie Yin and Zhun Ti's minds.
"This child is indeed an anomaly. He has actually managed to shake my Epoch Anchor."
It was the Dark Night Monarch!
There was a barely perceptible trace of surprise in his voice, but far more than that was the absolute indifference of one who ruled over all beneath heaven.
"Still, he is merely a somewhat stronger ant."
The instant his words fell.
At Xiqi's military camp, billions of miles away, the figure shrouded in endless darkness casually flicked a finger.
A beam of origin demonic light, deeper than the night itself, instantly pierced through boundless space-time and injected itself with incomparable precision into the "Epoch Anchor" floating at the center of the Blood Sea.
Boom!!!
The entire Daofall Grounds violently trembled!
The dark canopy, which Qin Mu's sword light had already torn apart and left on the verge of collapse, rapidly healed and thickened before the naked eye the instant it received this power.