Bridal Gown Divine Art, Rage That Burst Liver and Lungs, Demon Blood Offered to Reopen Purgatory

The boundary between the Sixth Floor and the seventh layer was a region of utterly shattered chaos.

Even the passage of time had become warped and indistinct.

Only a solitary black altar hovered amid the endless void turbulence, radiating a cold, eerie glow.

Deathly silence reigned over the altar.

Heavy breathing rumbled like the growls of wild beasts.

"Crack!"

With a sharp snap, the water mirror that had been hovering in the air was smashed to pieces by a trembling palm bulging with veins.

Its glittering fragments dissolved into a rain of light, yet they could not dispel the mountain of gloom and resentment weighing on those present.

Su Chen stood at the center of the altar.

His once fairly handsome face had become hideously distorted.

His features were contorted, his eyes blood-red, as though bloody tears were about to drip from them.

His chest heaved violently, and he nearly ground his teeth to pieces.

It was rage, it was hatred, and above all, it was a stifling humiliation that sank into his very marrow!

"We sewed another man's wedding gown! We really sewed another man's wedding gown!"

Su Chen threw back his head and roared, his voice hoarse and piercing enough to stir the surrounding void turbulence.

"We exhausted every scheme, consumed countless heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and even used calamity origin just to break the Seal on the Sixth Floor!"

"That was the Nine-Tailed Sky Fox!"

"The peerless Demon Empress who plunged the world into chaos during Primordial Antiquity!"

"A monstrous fiend at the God Venerable peak!"

"We thought she could bewitch Ye Tian, shatter his Dao heart, destroy his foundations, and turn him into a walking corpse... but what happened?!"

Su Chen dug his fingers into the cracks of the altar, oblivious to his broken nails