Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, strands of laws appeared between heaven and earth, and above all these laws stood a mysterious, indistinct phantom figure.
The phantom figure merely stood quietly, and the laws began to constantly assimilate and transform, eventually completely taking his form.
Blood rain poured in Profound Nether Heaven, black thunder as pillars, countless powerful beings looked this way with faces full of terror.
Because the Daoist Venerable had previously sealed off all information in Profound Nether Heaven, they didn't know what exactly had happened here.
But looking at such celestial phenomena, and that blood rain not seen in tens of thousands of years, how could they be at ease?
The powerful beings from various regions swiftly moved about, inquiring about the source of the phenomena, yet still couldn't discern what was happening.
