"Rumble!"
As Hun Changqing's words fell, the entire earth began to quake violently. The ground cracked and shattered inch by inch, tremendous rumbling rolling out like an unending succession of thunderclaps.
Suddenly, countless enormous, pitch-black tree trunks erupted from the fractured ground. They shot skyward, writhing and twisting wildly, wantonly destroying everything within dozens of miles, like demons unleashed upon a world in chaos-hideous, terrifying, and evil!
The trunks, black as the abyss itself, radiated astonishing Death Qi of the utmost density, corroding and destroying every trace of life wherever they passed.
"Ah..."
"No..."
"Fan Lao forced us to come! This has nothing to do with me!"
"I was just fucking watching!"
The moment these blackwood trunks emerged, agonized screams and wails rose from the entire battlefield, piercing the clouds without cease, filled with boundless despair and terror.
With the ruins of the Auction House where Hun Changqing stood at its center, the land for dozens of miles had become a living purgatory. Blood sprayed every moment, and severed limbs flew into the air as the blackwood tore them apart.
Even more people had their vitality devoured by that terrifying Death Qi. All signs of life vanished, leaving black corpses as withered as skeletons.
The corpses were the same color as the blackwood and as hard as stone. Their appearance in death was grotesquely contorted, eerie, and revolting!
The stench of corpses mingled with the smell of blood in the air, forming a nauseating odor that could send anyone retching endlessly after a single whiff.
Black Death Qi and gray-white Yin Qi intertwined and spread throughout the battlefield. Any ordinary person who stepped into this place would instantly become a skeleton bearing the most horrific marks of death. At that moment, no one would have doubted a claim that