Nothing Worse then Death
Biên tập viên: Hitesh_
A black mist loomed on the entire Pan Gu Motherland.
The sun gave forth no more light, causing the world to become dark. Yu Clan saints vanished from the mist one after another. They and their worlds all collapsed amidst Pan Yu's greedy, endless devouring.
"You are derived from me, and you will eventually come back to me!" Pan Yu's deep laughter echoed across the whole Pan Gu world like a nightmare.
As Pan Yu devoured more and more Yu Clan saints and their worlds, his tens of thousands of miles tall body was shrinking. The more Yu Clan saints died, the more solid his body got.
Gradually, he shrank to about ten-thousand-meters tall. His entire body was wrapped in flowing black lights, as countless dazzling marks of Dao sparkled on his transparent, glass-like, dark skin. A deep buzzing noise was spreading from his body, and merely this buzzing noise was shaking Ji Hao's embryo of Dao and internal organs.
Waves of clear, strong black light roared in all directions like a tsunami.