BZZZT!
The air trembled, sending out ripples.
When he opened his eyes again, the scene before him had changed dramatically.
Qin Xuan found that he was now standing on a massive, cyan-colored boulder.
Surrounding him was a boundless, crimson Blood Pool.
It was like a vast sheet of blood-red agate inlaid upon the dark Earth Veins—bewitching, sinister, and bubbling with blood. GURGLE. GURGLE.
'Is that Tang Tianhe?'
Qin Xuan's eyes narrowed. He spotted a familiar figure on a boulder several hundred meters away.
But this Tang Tianhe was as thin as a bamboo pole, his excess fat completely gone. Instead, small, dark bumps were multiplying under his skin, writhing together in a dense, disgusting mass.
In the same area, Qin Xuan also saw Hou Qi and more than a dozen other unfamiliar Demon Disciples at the Qi Cultivation Sixth Layer.
Each of them stood on their own boulder, hesitating.
