Soon, a fissure that spanned the sky ripped open. Vein-like tendrils grew along its edges, and a chaotic substance of intermingled black and red churned within.
A booming sound, like a beating heart, echoed from the depths of the rift, clearly audible even from here.
Each tremor made the blood-colored sky tremble, and a few wisps of dark crimson mist seeped from the edges of the fissure, as if it were slowly bleeding.
"Is that… a Corruption Fissure?" He Kang's expression was one of terror.
"Today's supposed to be the execution for that Priest…" Xiao Ying's brow furrowed in confusion. "Why would executing a Priest of Black Tuo provoke a move from 'Crimson'?"
As the two spoke, protective shields began to weave together and converge above the Judicial Court, each layer flowing with the halo of a different type of Energy.
