In sight, an immensely towering and terrifying figure appeared before him.
Like a Divine Peak, it soared straight into the depths of the Sea Eye and the sky.
Most astonishingly, it hadn’t turned into bones but radiated a grand, immortal divine power.
Yet, it was suffused with a peculiar silence, a scent of death.
The death aura was dense, devoid of any vitality.
Were it not for this, no one would believe that this colossal being had already fallen.
Zhang Jian felt uneasy in his heart. He looked around this massive figure, seeing countless bones scattered nearby. On closer inspection, these bones resembled those of Spirit-devouring Fish but were larger, some even towering a hundred zhang high.
The physique of a Spirit-devouring Fish towering a hundred zhang.
At this level, the Spirit-devouring Fish’s divine power might not be weaker than an Immortal.
Zhang Jian lifted his gaze to this terrifying Desolate God, a hint of solemness flickering in his eyes, as he pondered.
Could such a level of Desolate God Emperor be suppressed to death so easily?
A sense of caution arose in Zhang Jian’s heart, accompanied by an inexplicable impulse.
Deep within his spiritual sea, the Vast Flame formed, enveloping his body.
With a thought, he rapidly retreated.
Beneath the corpse of the Desolate God Emperor, the powerful young divinity also furrowed his brow, surveying the surroundings, sensing a touch of unease deep within his Primordial Spirit. Though he wasn’t as sensitive as Zhang Jian, his experience still signaled something amiss.
"We must leave this ten thousand zhang space at once!"
He spoke softly, intending to rise with divine light.
Suddenly, a wave of invisible, strange energy emerged from within the thousand zhang tall Desolate God Emperor, like a sharp scream reverberating in the air.
In the void appeared countless death-gray divine patterns, covering the ten thousand zhang space.
After these divine patterns surfaced, the void became stagnant, an intense deathly silence impacting everyone’s Primordial Spirits. Above, seemed a huge death spider pattern, like a hunting venomous spider, and they were the insects caught in the web.
Cheng Yao’s complexion drastically changed, about to rise, as the invisible divine patterns swept over him, his body frozen, death enveloping his Primordial Spirit.
"Death-type Divine Dao Techniques!"
A hint of dread arose in his eyes, accompanied by a roaring sound like floods surging. A dense divine light flowed from his body, purifying the heavens, twisting the Heaven and Earth Dao Laws.
From behind him emerged a Secret Treasure gleaming with Divine Dao light.
It was a Tier Two Divine Dao Immortal Treasure.
This item, called the Sea Spirit Pearl, was refined from the Essence of One-Element Heavy Water, a top Innate Divine Object. Its inner weight not only bore the power of mountains and seas but also engraved numerous Tier Two water attribute Divine Dao techniques, purifying the Vast Sea.
Water Spirit Radiance erupted, transforming into a blue canopy momentarily resisting the death divine pattern’s assault.
Though resisting, Cheng Yao could still sense the fearsome nature of the death Divine Dao techniques.
It was likely a Tier Two divine technique or possibly surpassing Tier Two.
In the intertwined death-gray divine patterns above, the thousand zhang tall Desolate God Emperor’s eyes emitted a glimmer of gray-blue light, staring at the silhouettes below.
Watching the struggling crowd below, a slight smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.
This smile was like an old farmer seeing another wave of crops.
He slowly raised his hand, gathering a stream of death-gray light in the void, forming a long banner of death law condensed from countless divine patterns.
The banner swayed gently.
Above the sea surface, the struggling crowd’s forms began to blur.
As if their Primordial Spirits were entirely subdued by this long banner.
"White Bone Soul-Summoning Banner!"
From afar, Cheng Yao inhaled deeply, his expression furious.
This was a Divine Dao Technique from ancient times, flowing in the Outer Star River even now, a particularly formidable Divine Dao technique wielded by the Desolate God Emperor, nearly Tier Three in power.
The White Bone Soul-Summoning Banner swayed lightly, and the weaker cultivators below fainted consecutively, their Primordial Spirits helplessly absorbed, drawn towards the banner.
One after another, Primordial Spirits were absorbed by the White Bone Soul-Summoning Banner, the Desolate God Emperor imbibing lightly, with majestic Divine Dao Qi restoring around him.
He was devouring the Divine Souls of these Primordial Spirit cultivators to restore his strength!
Not only did this thought flash in Cheng Yao’s mind.
Afar, Zhang Jian’s gaze fluttered, hiding swiftly, untouched.
"It seems this Desolate God Emperor is already externally strong but internally weak, likely at the brink of death! My earlier speculation seems accurate; all these bones belong to the Spirit-devouring Fish Swarm, and this Desolate God Emperor has been relying on absorbing the life force and souls of these fish to maintain one last hold of strength!"
Zhang Jian mused inwardly.
Such grand Qi, likely at peak was a Desolate God Emperor far exceeding the Celestial Immortal Realm, and the two divine technique powers currently displayed were mostly around Tier Two.
This seems all too much like an external facade of strength.