BZZZZ—!
The sky-piercing pillar of light began to twist and expand wildly, growing more and more corporeal.
Before countless pairs of horrified eyes, a towering, colossal black shadow erupted from the deep pit!
One hundred feet... five hundred feet...
Until it towered beyond sight!
It was a nether ghost god, its head touching the heavens and its feet planted on the earth!
Even from dozens of miles away, to the citizens and players in Anhe City, it was as if a great mountain had suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, dominating their entire field of view.
A black river formed from countless vengeful souls coiled around its body, constantly flowing. Its eyes were two ghastly green blood-moons hanging high above the clouds, gazing down upon all living things.
Every breath stirred up gusts of nether wind.
The giant hand of mist that Su Ling'er had to look up at just moments ago seemed as small as an infant's before this dharma aspect.
