Rumble-
Yinsha Island trembled faintly as wisps of black mist steeped in an icy aura surged up from the seabed.
In the blink of an eye, the black mist tainted the sea for a hundred miles around Li Dao and Qing Shu, turning the azure water into black ink.
Li Dao looked down at his reflection in the black water beneath his feet. Threads of killing intent mingled within it, surging toward their bodies.
"The beings who died here in Ancient Times left behind killing intent that neither dies nor fades. Once it occupies your body, you'll become a walking corpse under its control!"
"Run!"
Divine light erupted from Li Dao's eyes, and he instantly discerned that this black mist was a manifestation of killing intent left over from Ancient Times.
It was pouring relentlessly into their bodies, slowly stirring the killing intent deep within their hearts.
If it occupied their minds, they would become puppets of this ancient, lingering killing intent. Casting everything else aside, he grabbed Qing Shu's hand and fled.
Hiss, hiss, hiss- As they desperately fled, wisps of almost tangible black mist gushed from the place where it was thickest.
That killing intent seemed barely perceptible, formless and intangible yet truly present, scorching the seawater and corroding space.
Clop, clop, clop-
From deep within the vortex formed by the black mist came the crisp yet heavy sound of hoofbeats.
Riding on the warhorse was a being holding a Long Halberd and clad in Black-Black Battle Armor. It gave off no trace of life, only an overwhelming killing intent.
Mounted on the warhorse was a being holding a Long Halberd and clad in Black-Black Battle Armor. Not a trace of life emanated from him, only dense killing intent.
His gaze fixed on Li Dao's direction, and the