"Junior, in my domain, I am the ruler!"
Zhao Polu's hoarse voice came from every direction.
He hovered beneath the blood moon, his arms spread wide as the blood fiend energy throughout the domain converged on him like rivers flowing into the sea.
The corpses half-buried in the swamp shattered one after another, turning into dark red motes of light that merged into his body. The dried corpses hanging from the dead trees exploded in succession, their corpse fiend essence stripped away by an invisible force and surging toward him.
His body began to swell, his ashen skin cracking apart. What poured from the cracks was not blood, but thick, magma-like dark red Balefire.
His face grew even more hideous and distorted. Two curved horns formed from pure fiend energy rose from his forehead, fangs thrust out from the corners of his mouth, and his body grew taller and taller until he became a blood-colored giant dozens of meters tall.
The entire domain's power bolstered him. He was the incarnation of this corpse mountain and blood sea.
"Ants, witness this general's true power!"
The blood-colored giant raised his right palm, and that enormous hand blotted out the sky as it slammed down toward the group with crushing force.
Before the palm reached them, its wind had already pressed an enormous depression into the blood-colored swamp. The stone pillar beneath Han Yi and the others began to crack, rubble raining into the churning bloody water.
"Wood Release: Wood Dragon Technique."
Lin Jin clapped his hands together. The swamp split open with a thunderous crash, and an enormous Wood Dragon burst out of the water.
The Wood Dragon was over fifty meters long, its body woven from countless tough wooden vines. Two sharp wooden horns grew from its head, and green light