True Lord Siming did not pay much attention to Qi Xuansu. Or rather, a Godly Immortal had countless Thoughts. Earlier, one of these Thoughts had only briefly targeted Qi Xuansu. It was akin to swatting at a fly—killing it would have been ideal, but it was also not a big deal if the fly got away.0

True Lord Siming’s primary focus remained on Jinling Prefecture.0

He had gone through great effort to descend into the mortal realm, not to flaunt his power or oppose the Daoist Order, but to perform a blood sacrifice to enhance his own strength.2

True Lord Siming spread his arms wide. His sleeves seemed infinitely large, their depths unfathomable. Endless yin energy poured out from them. First, the yin energy spread within a 300-meter radius around him, and then it rapidly expanded in all directions.0

The sky grew dim, and the world felt as though it had fallen into the depths of hell.0

To ordinary people, this scene was no different from the legendary Netherworld. Even the Daoist priests and Spirit Guards witnessing this...0