The Paranormal Pillar of Blood was upright on the ground, crushing Elder Shentu's body. The pillar was more than 10 zhang tall and one foot thick. This humongous Paranormal Pillar of Blood had already crushed Elder Shentu.

He had lost his breath and ability to speak. His eyes had lost their spirit, and his pupils seemed to be controlled by countless ghostly beings. As for the blood on his body, it was being rapidly absorbed by the Paranormal Pillar of Blood. In a flash, his old body had become a dry husk....

Boom!

The ground shook. Tian Yijun unhurriedly retracted his Paranormal Pillar of Blood.

This was the fastest fight resolved on the battlefield. Everyone's attention was drawn here. Tian Yijun's sinister bloodsucking and Elder Shentu's horrific state began to spread an impending sense of fear....

The grotesque Tian Yijun was shrouded in his fog of blood. Now that the Heavenly Sword Sect's strongest elder had fallen in battle, the power of the ghostly cultivators seemed unstoppable. They seemed like gods of death that had strode straight out of hell, the bodies of millions beneath their feet.

Previously, the only reason why the Scarlet Sea's Seven Ghosts could...