Emperor Ancient Spirit’s divine will echoed out like booming thunder through the Ancient Spirit world. The words could be heard with ears and felt in the mind and heart. Even the soul would tremble in response to it. It was an intimidation from a higher level of life, and also pressure because of the differences in personhood involved.0

The god’s finger went rigid. Terror flooded through īt, which quickly transformed into grief and indignation.3

The divine will locked onto Xu Qing’s ravaged body, causing his flesh to vibrate. Despite his extraordinary body, it was still rapidly crumbling away. His wounds were worsening, and the god power he had left couldn’t keep him going much longer. Right now, though, Xu Qing didn’t have time to worry about his injuries. He had to work hard to just stay cool-headed. He knew full well that he couldn’t afford to do anything to anger Emperor Ancient Spirit.2

Before he could speak, Emperor Ancient Spirit lost patience. Divine will rumbled into the dark sky, and the Underworld River below roiled, revealing countless dead bodies within it. A boundless gravitational force erupted, like a vortex, which swept toward Xu Qing with greed and longing.0

Xu Qing shivered as chunks of his flesh...0