The darkened sky revealed a faint glimmer of stars. This world seemed devoid of sun and moon, and even starlight seemed dim due to the world's vicious nature.
The dark red earth, the thin mist of blood in the air, carried an incredibly putrid scent, mixed with the stench of decay.
Even a slight breath from Baiyi felt like the Dark Side was growing.
He sensed something, looked towards the west, furrowed his brows, and quickly concealed his aura.
He seemed to know why such a vast amount of Blood Qi hadn't been collected by any god.
Has some World Consciousness given gods the ability to move?
Thinking this, Baiyi closed his scarlet eyes, and a massive devouring force erupted from him, rapidly gathering the blood mist enveloping the world.
The dark red ground quivered slightly, and the sounds of sporadic bone collisions gradually spread.
