A terrifying bloodstorm, centered on that blood cocoon, swept wantonly across the bottom of that blood sea. From within, it seemed as though thick blood streaks extended from all directions, all connecting to that blood cocoon.
Within the blood cocoon, there was clearly an extremely fearsome energy brewing, as if nurturing a strong embryo.
Ling Chen activated his Gold Sword Pupil to its limit, and he could vaguely see a huge, indistinct dark shadow behind the blood cocoon. The aura of this shadow was ancient, dark, and sinister. Just one glance at it made Ling Chen's soul tremble, and he felt that a portion of his Vital Energy was invisibly drained, which greatly startled him.
This is the power of the Witch God, so terrifying.
An indescribable and astonishing oppression permeated from within the blood cocoon.
Ling Chen knew that Xia Yunxin was currently slumbering in that blood cocoon, recovering her strength in such a terrifying way.
