Empress Yuzhu stood in the void, with more than half of the Eight Yin Wheel beneath her feet shattered, and ominous black flames danced on her Profound Purple Feather Robe.
She thought she had victory in her grasp, so she was in no hurry to kill the prey before her.
Slender fingertips entwined with nine strands of golden thread—that was the Golden Crow Origin that had been completely corrupted, and each strand was connected to the Feather Emperor. From his Divine Spirit, nine painful and struggling Golden Crow phantoms were drawn.
At the same moment, the entire Netherworld trembled violently.
The sky of the Returning Ruins suddenly tore open with an abyss running east to west, like a wound slashed open by a giant sword.
