Lu Sangjiu stared at the final bolt of the Heavenly Tribulation, one hand gripping the Domination Map Blade tightly. With her other hand, she pierced her own chest, letting drops of her heart's blood fall to the ground.
"With my heart's blood... I borrow the Power of Nine Netherworld!"
This was a suicidal tactic. The Power of Nine Netherworld was treacherous and unpredictable. By trading her heart's blood for it, she risked being drained completely dry.
But she was at the end of her rope, with no other choice.
The immense Power of Nine Netherworld surged forth, and at the same time, Lu Sangjiu could clearly feel her blood being greedily devoured by something.
Meanwhile, outside the Heavenly Tribulation, Xie Ningyuan had been locked in a stalemate. Just as the final bolt descended, it was as if some force began to pull at it, forcibly splitting an ineffable power from within the tribulation and sending it speeding toward him!
