But there was no fear in Qing Chen's eyes.
Instead, a nearly insane black flame flared within them.
Within his body, the Budong Dark Gold Baleful-Subduing Essence-Augmenting Light circulated madly. His five internal organs, squeezed to their utmost limits, roared like furnaces, and his immortality true blood surged and burned at an unprecedented speed!
Within his sea of qi, the Blood Nascent Soul abruptly opened its eyes. The phantom Nine-Petal Demon Lotus Platform between its brows spun to its limit, radiating a shadowy glow.
It still wasn't enough.
Pressure.
Omnipresent, terrifying pressure, enough to crush a Nascent Soul Middle Stage True Lord and gravely injure a Great Cultivator, slammed into every inch of his flesh, every strand of his divine sense!
Under that ultimate oppression, the powers within him that had not yet been fully refined;
-the essence of Blood Nightmare True Blood, the remnants of the Thunder Baleful Intent Ghost Flood Dragon, and even the qi and blood from Chongxu's and Lingxu's Dharma Nascent Souls he had just devoured, along with the qi and blood from all the medicinal pills he had refined over the past forty or fifty years...
Like an ignited oil depot, they erupted into a seething, crashing frenzy!
Under the extreme pressure, his spirit platform instead grew ever clearer and more active.
His divine sense was like ice, reflecting his entire body.
"So... that's how it is."
A bloody curve tugged at Qing Chen's lips.
He stopped suppressing it.
Instead, he let go completely!
Buzzz-!!!
An aura bearing a mysterious rhythm suddenly erupted from within him!
Immediately afterward-
Shing! Shing! Shing! Shing! Shing! Shing!
Six vicious rays of baleful black light shot skyward from the space behind his back!
They tore through the seawater and charged straight toward the surface!
Di Jiang! Pojun! Xuanming! Greedy