"This isn't something you can be part of... the scene."
Dongshan trembled all over, looking at everything before him with some disbelief.
Outside the log cabin, one could only see the God of Anxiety lying on a chair.
But now.
He could see the towering resentment and the sea of blood on Corpse Mountain rushing towards him like a flood; the very first second he stood here, he had almost knelt down!
And the space inside wasn't just the size of a cabin—it was an endlessly expanding sea of blood and corpses!
Now, he could only desperately clench his teeth and mobilize his Divinity to maintain his own form!!
What's more important was...
"You..."
He looked at Su Qi, shocked and frightened, the man before him was different; a terrifying aura seemed to also emanate from him, actually pushing back that startling resentment!
Also, there were a bunch of black shadows around, ignoring the resentment, drawing something on the ground with various objects.
"This is a ritual...."
