In an instant, under the command of Wuyou, the eerie giant ship hovering in the deep sea trembled slightly, followed by a continuous sound of breaking, as sheets of seawater suddenly turned crimson.
The eerie melody resonated and spread.
Thousands of crimson surged and gathered, seeping into the scorching flames, melding together, almost indistinguishable.
As if countless eerie hands were grasping the nearly erupting flame tide, forcefully triggering it!
Thus, within the scorched earth spirit realm of the flame tide, pitch-black blood rain poured down suddenly, and souls crying and wailing fell into the endless flames like hail, instantly burning to cinders.
Vain struggles.
Burned to ashes time and again, yet the remains crawled from the ashes repeatedly, enduring the burning once more... endlessly.
So-called, without interval.
And amid this burning, an eerie figure shrouded in boundless fierce flames was slaughtering at a terrifying speed beyond the reach of the naked eye!
