The Inheritance Ground began to vibrate once more, this time it was even more intense as even the higher-dimensional Chaos Bloods had to struggle to keep their perception in check. It was almost as if the Inheritance Ground was shaking in anger, pressing everyone to the ground. Labaletai would be screaming if he could.
The entire horizon over the Inheritance Ground which was so vast it could hold hundreds of universes was painted with the color of red and yellow, as if the heavens had transformed into a bleeding flesh that was filled with dripping pus, and this sentiment was brought to life as the color deepened, the shades becoming darker until it became flesh.