Whoo whoo!

On the surface of the six color lake, an enormous blood shadow enveloped Fan Yao’s body. The blood shadow had no face, only a pair of floating eyes that were exceptionally long and strangely chilling.

Below the eyes was a sinister black crack that looked akin to its mouth. When opened, the surrounding Genesis Qi was immediately sucked in.

A terrifying Genesis Qi pressure slowly spread from the blood shadow.

As they gazed at the bizarre blood shadow, intense fear rose even in the many individuals outside the lake, evidently sensing the dreadful power of Fan Yao’s Genesis technique.

The third ranked chief disciple of the Sacred Palace had finally been angered by Zhou Yuan, and had now brought out his true mettle.

In fact, even the faces of the two chief disciples, Jin Zhang and...