The world changes with ink killing

Just at this moment, Crimson Flame, who seemed to have given up struggling and was silently awaiting death, suddenly raised its head.

On its blurry, pulsating face, a trace of a mocking smile seemed to emerge.

Then, in an instant, its body transformed from black and red intertwining into pitch black!

Just like a drop of ink falling into a pool of water, the surrounding space was dyed pitch black in a split second!

Li Fan's mind shook violently.

Even the surviving Cultivators who had previously looked at Crimson Flame with greed were now entirely enveloped by fear in their hearts.

Because the heaven and earth spirit Crimson Flame that they sensed in their hearts had quietly transformed into the heaven and earth spirit: "Ink Death"!

"What is going on?!"

Not only were they panicked and at a loss, but even Li Fan was utterly dumbfounded.

"heaven and earth spirits can transform into one another? Without Crimson Flame having to die, Ink Death can replace it and descend upon the world in an instant?"

Li Fan's heartbeat accelerated, his thoughts spinning rapidly.

The scenes witnessed today seemed to have opened a brand new door for him.

Under this sudden mutation, the primary target was Hongxi, who had risked everything for a desperate strike.

He changed from his previous steadfast and resolute state to one of terror and despair.

But an arrow shot has no turning back; at this moment, he could no longer suppress his momentum and crashed directly into the pitch-black Domain surrounding Ink Death.

There was no earth-shattering collision sound, nor any colorful light effects.

It was just like snow entering water; his entire body seemed to dissolve instantly, disappearing without a sound.

Ink Death tilted its head slightly, a strange smile seeming to emerge from the corners of its mouth.

Above, strange phenomena in the sky suddenly arose.

"Soul Transformation Cultivator Hongxi, having cultivated the Dao for seven hundred and sixty-three years, achieved his Dao foundation with the "Five Elements Mountain" and achieved his Golden Core through the five methods of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth."

"He swallowed the "Bailing Grotto-Heaven" to form his Nascent Soul, and drew upon the "Taihua Emerging Thousand Mountains" to transform his spirit."

"Fortunately granted heavenly punishment, his Dao dissolves and returns to the heavens!"

Above the firmament, the collapse of the continuous mountain ranges symbolized that the leader of the Congyun Sea region, Soul Transformation Cultivator Immortal Lord Hongxi, had just fallen like this.

The moment Ink Death appeared, Tianyang already sensed a crisis.

Although he swore never to be inferior to others in his life, this did not mean Tianyang would throw his life away in vain.

The Earth Fire Return to Origin Formation no longer held anything back, completely bursting open at the cost of the Formation's destruction.

Amidst the raging subterranean fire and magma, Tianyang attempted to sever his palm to escape.

While the giant palm still trapped Ink Death, he had already quietly fled himself.

But fast though his actions were, they could not outpace Ink Death.

Before the crimson magma could even approach Ink Death, it was stained and transformed into tiny pitch-black particles.

Just like a drop of ink falling between heaven and earth, it rapidly spread out.

Before Tianyang could flee very far, he was overtaken by the continuously expanding circular pitch-black area.

Unlike Hongxi's silent dissolution, flashes of fire and creaking sounds constantly came from within the pitch black.

Even though the large patch of pitch-black area was already expanding further outward, signs of Tianyang's continuous struggling could still be seen from the center.

But this seemed only to make him suffer a bit more pain.

Shortly after, all abnormal movements completely vanished, and peace returned to the pitch black.

Li Fan's eyelids twitched incessantly.

You must know that the Materials he used to strengthen Tianyang included the rumored indestructible "Eternal Calamity Refined Gold".

He had originally thought he could let Tianyang barely exchange a couple of moves under Ink Death, but the result…

"The gap is simply too huge. Ink Death…"

"It is truly terrifying and awe-inspiring."

Even having witnessed battles involving the Heavenly Doctor, the Master, and others, witnessing Ink Death make a move once again at this moment still caused Li Fan to feel a trace of chill in his heart.

"Moreover, Ink Death in this lifetime seems even more "vivid" than before?"

Not knowing if it was Li Fan's illusion, as he stared at the constantly expanding black spot between heaven and earth, he suddenly had this inexplicable realization.

As for the remaining Cultivators inside Congyun City, they weren't just feeling a slight chill like Li Fan.

The situation changed abruptly; in a split second, the two Soul Transformation Cultivators who had originally seemed to have victory in their grasp had both fallen.

This plunged everyone left behind into utter despair.

Furthermore, within Congyun City, many Cultivators who were in seclusion inside the Tianxuan Mirror were suddenly thrown out.

Their faces were full of confusion, failing to figure out the situation.

"The Tianxuan Mirror has also withdrawn its empowerment; it seems to have abandoned the Congyun Sea."

"What is bound to come will come eventually."

Li Fan thought this as he watched the Cultivators around him crying, howling, and revealing their ugly sides.

After Tianyang fell, the speed at which the ink marks spread gradually slowed down.

Transforming back into a human shape, Ink Death's gaze swept across the crowd inside Congyun City.

All the Cultivators watched by it became stiff in their bodies, unable to move, and their hearts plunged into extreme fear.

Then, perhaps holding a playful mindset like a cat catching mice, Ink Death did not choose to attack these Cultivators immediately, but instead flashed and lost its trace.

The Cultivators were filled with disbelief, thinking that Ink Death had let them go.

The flames of hope instantly ignited in their hearts.

But obviously, this was impossible.

In the sky, black rain began to fall.

When the blackness fell toward the ground, everything it stained was virtualized.

Then, ink color of the same origin surged from the void, devouring the surroundings.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, the Congyun Sea was disappearing.

But ironically, all the black rain completely avoided Congyun City in the air.

It was like a form of punishment, wanting the Cultivators inside the city to watch with their own eyes as the Congyun Sea was slowly erased.

Ink Death spearheaded the occurrence of all this.

"This Ink Death has a somewhat morbid sense of humor."

Li Fan thought this while naturally feeling his heart gradually grow heavy as he stared at the increasingly dark space around him.

Such a terrifying scene completely plunged the Cultivators inside Congyun City into madness.

Knowing they had no chance of survival left, some gave up on themselves and committed suicide.

Some had bloodshot eyes and launched a suicidal charge toward the pitch-black area outside Congyun City.

Others collapsed to the ground, weeping bitterly.

He Zhenghao was just like this.

His body trembled incessantly, and his daughter's past advice echoed continuously in his mind.

"A terrible calamity, there is a threat to life."

"As long as we leave the Congyun Sea, it will be fine."

…

With a face of bewilderment and remorse, the faces of his beloved Heng Ruoshui and daughter He Xinxin appeared before He Zhenghao's eyes once again.

"I am truly muddle-headed!"

His experiences in this lifetime flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern, and He Zhenghao was choked with tears and snot.

However, abruptly, he suddenly stopped.

He slammed his head around to look in Li Fan's direction.

"Lord Secret Envoy! Lord Secret Envoy, please think of a way!"

"You definitely have a way, right?"

Crawling and stumbling all the way to Li Fan's side, He Zhenghao asked, holding onto a final shred of hope.

Li Fan did not answer, only silently flying up into the high sky.

Toward the pitch-black Domain outside Congyun City, he made a provocative gesture.

The ink color of heaven and earth seemed to fall into a sudden standstill.

Afterwards, a figure appeared not far from Li Fan.

Looking at Li Fan with great interest.