The Death Spike was precisely 3.33 meters long and as thick as a thumb. Though cast from bronze, it’d taken on a black and shadowy appearance, making it difficult to fully make out its lines. When hammered into the ground, crimson runes materialized on its surface before slowly filtering into the land like a constant dribble of blood.

Stretching across an area three meters wide that centered around the Death Spike, Lin Xuan’s feng shui layout was also part of the spike itself. It endlessly absorbed the energy from the surroundings and fed it back to the shadowy spike.

In the sky above, claps of thunder roared amidst an ocean of dark clouds. A supreme demonic fiend seemed about to emerge in the land, calling down a terrible lightning...