The turbulent energy currents of the shattered chaotic fist aura had yet to subside, and the icy crystal dust from the broken ice phoenix sword light was still drifting through the air. Struck as if by an invisible giant hammer, Jiang Feng and Chu Hanyue felt their souls violently shaken, their blood qi surging turbulently! Those three pitch-black fingers that had effortlessly brushed aside their full-strength strike were like three cold, toxic thorns, piercing deep into the barriers of their understanding and bringing with them a near-suffocating despair and bone-deep chill.
The absolute darkness rolling within the rift squirmed like a living creature. The protruding three-fingered black hand hovered above the altar, and three drops of annihilation black liquid lingering on its fingertips slowly dripped down. Without a sound, the void was once more corroded into three tiny black holes, which were immediately and laboriously mended by the laws of space. It did not continue its attack, as if the previous action were nothing more than dusting off a speck of dirt from its body. That absolute, indifferent posture was more terrifying to the soul than any berserk killing intent.
"Lord Shadow Erosion! Descend! Crush these ants!" At the center of the altar, Wen Qiuni's ecstasy reached its peak. The black-hole vertical pupil at the center of his forehead spun frantically, and viscous black blood continuously gushed from the wound on the side of his neck, feeding the scarlet vertical…
Chapter 818