A tall, skinny gang mber widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief, "He just arrived and can create such a big commotion? Even dismantle the overpass? And provoke this... this kind of thing?"
He pointed at the heart-wrenching Black Wind Domain, his voice changing tone.
Everyone around fell into a brief silence upon hearing this newcor’s speculation.
The newcor...
Has there been any formidable newcors in the City of Injustice recently?
One na after another and snippets flashed rapidly in their minds.
Yet none could relate to the world-destroying scene before them.
The absurdity wrapped around each person’s heart like cold vines.
They huddled behind the shelter, watching the vision-blocking terrifying black wind with eyes full of doubt.
...
Inside the Black Wind Domain.
Vision filled with twisted darkness and the howling sound of the wind.
Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei stood side by side.
Energy radiance surrounding them like a lighthouse, extending a small relatively stable area within the sticky black wind.
Both of their gazes were tightly locked onto the center of the deep pit.
There, an unsettling aura was crazily accumulating, transforming.
Woo—!
The piercing wind noise suddenly heightened, forming a massive vortex.
At the center of the vortex.
The bodies once belonging to the two Peak of Third Tier Martial Saints were lting and disintegrating at a speed visible to the naked eye, like wax statues thrown into a furnace.
Blood, flesh, and bones wrapped by the sticky black wind were forcibly molded and reshaped.
Within a few breaths.
The outline of a terrifying giant bird quickly ford at the vortex’s center.
It had a body covered with dark red, tallic-feeling feathers.
A form between a giant eagle and a vulture, yet bearing unspeakable savage and eerie qualities.
Nine necks, covered with dark red scales like giant pythons, extended from its massive body.
At the top of each neck.
Stood a bird head, each with a different shape, yet all equally ferocious and ruthless!
The very Evil God from the Classic of Mountains and Seas who governs disaster and misfortune.
Gui Che, the Nine-Headed Bird form!
Though not the legendary, sky-covering, complete form.
Yet this true body will, ford by the sacrifice of two Peak of Third Tier Martial Saints’ flesh and blood and carrying part of the God’s will, emitted pressure that had already surpassed the usual third tier’s limit.
However, its current state seed a bit unstable.
Constantly oscillating between the Peak of Third Tier and a higher level.
Fang Qingyu’s gaze instantly fell on the top of this nine-headed giant bird.
Where a golden title floated.
[Title: Gui Che·True Body Will]
Gui Che’s nine heads slowly turned.
Eighteen different-shaped, yet equally cold and violent eyes, simultaneously focused on Jiang Wei behind Fang Qingyu.
Greed.
An ultimate greed stemming from the depths of the soul was burning fiercely in the nine pairs of eyes.
However, its gaze only lingered on Jiang Wei for a mont.
The nine heads then suddenly aid at Fang Qingyu!
Eighteen eyes firmly locked onto him!
In those eyes, rage persisted, murderous intent surging like a tide!
Yet beneath this overwhelming murderous intent, there was a bizarre hint of... charity.
It hadn’t forgotten that it was this man who forced it to sacrifice the True Body Will, otherwise, both he and the descending form of Hua She would have perished.
But equally, this man also helped it to so extent.
Because this ti the True Body Will sacrificed was it, not Hua She...
This ant, once the Power of Reincarnation on Nvba was devoured, it wouldn’t need to share half with Hua She.
Even when agreeing to split evenly during the sacrifice, Gui Che wouldn’t fear Hua She, not even in its own world.
So Gui Che looked at Fang Qingyu.
Though full of fury, there was also a hint of charity.
"Human..."
A voice mingled with various tones arose.
"Now... kneel... convert... worship ... as the master..."
"I... may spare you a life."
The voice clearly reverberated in the ears of every transcendent within a few hundred ters.
"..."
Fang Qingyu’s expression instantly froze.
His hand holding the Dragon Sparrow Calamity Slash slightly paused, the leaping Shenxiao on the blade seed to halt montarily.
Fang Qingyu blinked.
For the first ti, a distinctly bewildered expression appeared on his face.
He instinctively tilted his head.
Looking at the nine ferocious bird heads, his eyes filled with... sympathy for an idiot?
Sothing that was just beaten into requiring a sacrificial vessel, awkwardly descending.
Actually turned around to try to have him as a follower?
Had this thing been slashed dumb by his knife?
Outside the Black Wind Domain.
Behind the stone shelter, a deathly silence.
All the gang mbers stretching their necks, trying to glimpse inside the scene, were now frozen as if petrified, right in place.
Their faces displayed a vibrant array of expressions.
"Just... just now... did that Life Ghost... speak?"
A young gang mber’s lips trembled, his voice squeezed out of his throat.
"No... not just speaking..."
Beside him, an old hand’s face was ashen, eyes full of horror, "It... it’s recruiting followers?! It wants that golden human to kneel down and worship it?!"
"A Life Ghost... recruiting humans... as followers?!"
Liu San’s eyes were about to pop out, he grabbed Lei ng’s arm fiercely, "Boss! Am I freaking hearing things?! How... how is this possible?! Aren’t Life Ghosts irreconcilable with us?!"
Lei ng was also greatly shaken at this mont, cold sweat seeped from his forehead.
He stared intently at the roiling Black Wind Domain.
Listening to the bizarre, overlapping God’s voice, a mind-blowing thought suddenly pierced into his mind.
"No... no way..."
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