The Stare of the Death God
Editor: Henyee Translations
Following strong objections from the female listeners, Dongfang Zhuangshi could only switch to another topic of conversation.
"Divine Technique, Immortal Death God!"
The ghost mighty figure roared as boundless black light erupted from the black bone divine tool it held in its hand. Heaven and earth began to tremor, and the power of the divine dao was enhanced by the divine tool to materialize a black skeletal projection of over ten thousand feet tall. The black skeletal projection was holding a crimson scythe.
The skeleton wore a robe that was constructed by inky-black evil spirits, and it recited an infernal mantra before slashing its scythe toward the elusive white figure!
Crack!
It was as if heaven and earth had been sliced in half as a disjointed crack appeared in the air.
Meng Zhi's body was also sliced in half and disjointed as a result.
Bam!
Her body exploded into a mass of white snowflakes.