Chapter 272

"Rumble!" The colossal mass of the Immortal Corpse shrank rapidly, collapsing from its initial size of hundreds of millions of zhang down to a mere few hundred meters. It resembled a highly compressed, jet-black sphere, suspended silently in mid-air. It no longer emitted any aura; it was as if it had fallen into a deathly stillness, devoid of any immortal essence or traces of the Dao. It seemed as though every ounce of its power had been retracted into its core. Then, it simply stopped. The Lord of the Immortal Realm wore a look of panic. He struck a strange pose and began to chant, sending a stream of runes wrapped in immortal light flying toward the black sphere. They merged into its interior, yet the sphere remained unresponsive.