Book Eleven — Path Of Blood Through The Netherworld

A violet colored sun hung far above the lead grey sky, and its dim sheen dyed the world in a dusky color.

Wind was whistling and wailing as if it was weeping and complaining, ghastly and gloomy.

When Chen Xi opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was such a scene. A lead grey sky, a dim violet colored sun, and wind that was gloomy and emanated the sounds of wailing.

Where is this? Chen Xi was stunned. He wanted to stand, yet his entire body was limp and extremely weak. He exerted a great deal of strength before sitting up cross-legged while gasping for breath.

He knew that this was the side effect from executing the Godslaughter Burst, and it was caused by the overuse of the Blood Essence in his body. It was even to the extent that his lifespan was greatly consumed.

I’ll probably need a few months of time to recover my entire strength this time… Chen Xi sensed the situation within his entire body, and he couldn’t help but frown while he raised his head to size up his surroundings.

The heavens and the earth here were unlike the world familiar to him. Thick lead grey clouds and a violent sun hung in the sky, and the air flowed with various gloomy airflows that gave him an extremely oppressive feeling.

Moreover, he was...