"Hahaha! The prosperity of Xuanfeng City is well worth all my painstaking efforts! Today, the life force of you mere ants shall be used by me, transforming into the stepping stones for me to reach the peak!"
Everyone raised their eyes and saw a figure in the sky, a black robe whipping in the wind. The man had a stern face, his eyes deep like abyssal pools, bottomless yet exuding a bone-chilling cold. Between his brows, a bizarre blood-red mark resembled a curse from the nethermost depths of hell, radiating a thick, pungent smell of blood.
With that, he waved his hands, his ten fingers curved like hooks, slicing rapidly through the air and leaving a blur of afterimages as he formed an immensely intricate seal. The seal blazed with dazzling light, transforming into a massive, heaven-blocking blood-red net that descended directly over Xuanfeng City. Runes flickered across the net, each one roaring like an evil ghost, as if eager to devour everything in the world.
Chapter 89