The black-golden blood was scorching hot, and just a wisp of its blood aura ignited the body of the woman in the red wedding dress.
In the blink of an eye, the nightmares of Fengdu's demons and ghosts came to an end.
Jia Ren remained oblivious to this; the moment the black-golden blood entered his body, the memories hidden within the blood surged into his mind.
The sky was clear without a lingering black mist, and the earth was scattered with countless pieces of flesh.
His body was dark and mysterious, with more than ten thousand flesh origin worlds interconnected, and the blood aura that soared skyward turned this realm red, shaking the heavens.
A mark of the Profound Heaven Suppressing Immortal Demon Pagoda appeared between his brows, surrounded by a thick gray halo.
Wherever the gray light passed, it swallowed the pervasive nether aura of the Netherworld like a water pump, as if it intended to transform this place into the End of Law Realm.
