As the Nine Serenities Netherworld Crow’s feather burned, an invisible and obscure energy fluctuation rippled through the formation of blood sacrifice, then surged into depths of the mist-shrouded Great Chaos Ruins.

Old Yao White Eyebrows’ heart shook inexplicably, and his expression shifted.

A terrifying aura was awakening from dormancy deep within the Great Chaos Ruins. It had yet to fully awaken, but it was already enough to make one’s heart shake.

Boom!

The black mists churned, and heaven and earth shook. Streaks of blood-colored lightning spread like tree branches, splitting and ripping the skies.

“Even after all these years, the Netherworld King’s aura is still so terrifying. Don’t tell me… he’s really a god?” Old Yao White Eyebrows couldn’t help but gulp, and he felt a chill in his hands and feet.

Boom!

The power of the Laws enveloping the Great Chaos Ruins seemed startled, and it began suppressing the reawakening, terrifying power.

All of a sudden, thunder rumbled through the skies, lightning flashed, and black fog ran rampant. The violent, explosive power of the Laws swept outward, like the descent of the apocalypse. 

When Su Yi saw this, even he couldn’t help but narrow...