One school defeated [Netherworld Sect] and obtained the ownership of Qihuang.

However, when they were preparing to receive their own spoils, the Yanwu Continent changed colors in an instant, and the sun and the moon were dark.

Numerous vortices appeared in the sky.

The strong evil spirit rushed from the ancient battlefield to all directions and poured into the whirlpool.

The ferocious ghost fell from the whirlpool, roaring and rushing towards humans.

At that time, there was no ghotoxin in the teeth and claws of the ghoul, and it would not infect normal people into ghoul poison.

They just have an endless desire to kill and devour, without knowing the pain, fear, and reason.

The human beings who had just ended the war were plunged into a bloodier and terrifying hell.

And as the cultivator's flesh and blood was consumed, the strength of the ghosts began to grow stronger, and their numbers increased.

The number of creatures on Yanwu Continent dropped sharply, and everyone was in panic.

At this time, they thought of Qihuang again.

Why can't they eliminate the ghosts?

That's because the strength of human monks is not strong enough.

How can we become stronger in a short time?

Qihuang!

Only by consuming a large amount of Qihuang's flesh and blood, and even the heart, can they become stronger in a short time and give them the ability to fight against ghosts.

As a result, the mankind pulled out Qihuang who was locked in the dungeon.

Thousands of high-ranking monks surrounded him.

One by one, they want to eat meat from him.

And the leaders of several major forces will share his heart.

Undoubtedly, those who eat the heart must gain the greatest strength.

The red-clothed boy who had once looked like an immortal was tortured by Ling Chi with a slash of flesh and blood.

That pair of once beautiful and innocent phoenix eyes are now blood red.

He looked at everyone in front of him, like a Shura evil spirit from hell, remembering everything he was about to devour.

Panic surged in human hearts again.

But the desire for life and the pursuit of strength overwhelmed everything.

They dug out the bright red, beating heart from the chest cavity of the teenager where there were almost bones left.

At that moment, the world changed color.

They heard a hoarse voice, emanating from under the Nine Nether Yellow Spring, into everyone's mind.

"In the name of the ninety-ninth generation of [Eternal Night Sage Emperor], I am willing to fall from the devil forever and give up the gods, just to curse this world!"

"I want these three realms to collapse, and everything will be devastated, and all creatures will be destroyed."

"This life, this life, and eternal life, I will never die and never give up."

"As long as there is a strand of my soul left in this world, you will all suffer from the pain and cannot escape."

"I will bring down the calamity of the world to destroy this world, so that all living things will never be superborn!"

boom--!!

A huge purple thunder and lightning fell from the sky on Yanwu Continent.

Qi Huang, who had already been Ling Chi, had only white bones, and the flesh and blood on his body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His eyes turned black and red.

Red is brutal and brutal.

Black is cold and indifferent.

The red clothes swayed in the wind, and hunted.

The young man was just like when he came to the Yanwu Continent that year, aloof and unattainable.

The only thing that changed was that his ignorance, innocence, and compassion were no longer in his eyes.

What is left is endless hatred and desire to kill.

The violent energy whirlpool engulfed every monk present, and brought them into the boundless hell in an instant.

Their begging for mercy, crying, and remorse can no longer touch the kind-hearted teenager.