Light rain fell from the cracking sky.

Crimson blood light wandered in the depths of the earth, binding together the central part of the dark land that was about to explode.

Looking at the bright light spots all over the sky, all the experts who were gathered here seemed to hear the Blood Father of the Spirit World’s begrudging wail.

Naturally, their eyes turned to fix on Nie Tian.

In their eyes and their hearts, the current Nie Tian, who was obviously shorter than earlier and a little dispirited, looked like a giant god who could break heaven and earth when he wielded the Spacetime Blade.

It was hard to believe that the Blood Father of the Spirit World had vanished completely after Nie Tian had slashed his blade at him!

WHOOSH!

Soul imprints...