The black flood came out of nowhere and was like an evil spear piercing out of the altar. Even the dragon king’s corpse was unable to block it.

An aura of rot and death filled the air. Just looking at the black flood made people feel a sharp pang in their souls.

“This aura… why is it so familiar?”

“It… it’s the aura of the Heaven Devouring Black Armor Corps!”

“Was this altar suppressing the hive of the Black Armor Corps?!”

Everyone’s expressions changed. The loss of the four divine bones had weakened the altar to the point that it could no longer seal the Black Armor Corps.

All of a sudden, a figure charged out of the black flood. It was the Corrupt path’s mysterious expert, Ye Ming.

Startled cries rang out when people saw him. What was he doing inside of the black flood? Was he related to it? Just as everyone was filled with suspicions, they also noticed that Ye Ming was covered in blood. He had many cuts all over him.

A ray of sword-light flashed over. Wanting to block it, Ye Ming roared and unleashed a ray of divine light, but it...