Stay

That eye was like the Eye of Hell. A Hell Reaper appeared and devoured everything. Limitless death currents swirled towards Ye Futian's body as if they were tentacles.

When the power submerged Ye Futian's body, despite his god-like body, his body still began to corrode while his divine light was suppressed. The Death Will was eroding into him.

It was like Ye Futian had fallen into a Divine Wheel Domain. Countless illusions of ghosts and deities surrounded the space he was in. It was like true hell, and no end was in sight.

Clearly, this black-shirted Renhuang of the eighth plane was not just your ordinary cultivator. He was extremely powerful.