Under everyone's terrified, despairing gazes, a figure wreathed in black mist emerged from the vortex, standing atop a Three-Headed Blood Eagle as he slowly descended from the sky.
His build resembled a man's, but aside from having hands and feet, he bore almost no recognizable human features.
His face and body were covered in densely packed, venomous-snake-like tentacles, leaving only a pair of blood-red eyes exposed.
Even his disheveled long hair consisted of slender tentacles, one for every strand.
The Three-Headed Blood Eagle beneath his feet was likewise covered in densely packed tentacles and rootlets.
Rather than an eagle, it looked more like some indescribable abomination.
"Heh heh..."
"Heh heh heh heh!"
The man let out an eerie laugh, his voice as hoarse as a cracked gong, sending chills down everyone's spine.
The evil aura radiating from him was shockingly even stronger and more terrifying than the Saint King's.
Previously, Xue Qingcheng had used the Soul-Calming Dew to hypnotize all the soul slaves in Bluestone Ghost City, sending them into a deep sleep.
But the instant this tentacled man appeared, a dense evil aura descended from the sky and spread outward, shrouding all of Bluestone Ghost City.
Bathed in that evil aura, every soul slave awoke from slumber.
Their eyes turned scarlet as blood, and as though their minds had been completely seized, they dropped to their knees with a thud and cried out, "We pay our respects to His Highness Xuantian Nether Venerable!"
"We pay our respects to His Highness Xuantian Nether Venerable!"
Earth-shaking roars thundered from every direction, while the dense evil aura surged into the clouds, making everyone's scalp prickle.
"Xuantian Nether Venerable..."
Besieged on all sides in this hopeless predicament, Qin Baochuan and the others turned as pale as ashes.
After cutting their way through every