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Earth Yin Island.

A rift opened in the void, and a blood-red shadow flashed out. It was Gu Chen.

The Demon Corpse looked unwell, his face like gold paper. Using two secret arts in succession had taken a heavy toll on him. But he had no chance to catch his breath. The moment he returned, he saw that Earth Yin Island was already on the verge of falling.

Gu Chen roared in fury and spat out his Corpse Core. Black-and-red demonic light blazed from it, surging through the void like clouds and rosy mists, though its color was uncanny, like blood on the verge of drying. Then the demonic light contracted, forming a giant Dharma Form.

The Dharma Form stood eighty-three zhang tall and was broadly humanoid, its body as gaunt as bamboo. Yet its shoulders and back had an extraordinarily broad frame, its waist and spine deeply hunched. Purple veins knotted and bulged across its body, writhing ceaselessly as though about to burrow out of its skin.

The giant had a blue face and scarlet eyes. Its blue-gray skin looked cast from ancient bronze, with high, craggy bulges at the corners of its forehead and eye sockets sunk as deep as chisel cuts. Its pupils were red as cinnabar, blood-colored light shifting as its eyes opened and closed. Its lips were purple-black, with four bloody fangs protruding outward. It was truly steeped in eerie ghostly menace.

The Blood Corpse Jiangchen Dharma Form.

The Dharma Form stretched out a hand. The main Profound Yin Beast-Gathering Banner in Cui Ying's hands flew out of its own accord, growing in the wind into an enormous banner a hundred zhang long before landing in its hand. It brandished the banner, like ink-black clouds churning to blot out the sun and