Whoosh!
Just as the blood-red palm print fell down, a brilliant beam of sword light passed through it. It transformed into a beam of light and shot into the sky.
When the light stopped, it consolidated into Empress Chi Yao's beautiful divine figure.
Empress Chi Yao stood in the sky. Her long black hair fluttered in the wind. Countless runes interwove on the Divine Blood Sword in her hand. Her beautiful yet cold eyes radiated with undefeatable power.
The blood-red handprint below hit the ground and shattered, transforming back into boiling blood water.
It was like rivers of blood were on the ground. They were shocking.
Whoosh!
Blood water was still pouring out of the gates of Hell.
At the same time, a vast and deep voice came from another world. It appeared above Chi Yao's head. "One hundred thousand years ago, didn't all the gods die, and wasn't even the World Spiritual Root broken? How can there be a new god born?"