The hall was pitch-black, and at the entrance, a dry figure stood still as if it had been there for many years. A breeze blew by, bringing with it a chilling coldness, causing the messy hair on the mummified head to flutter wildly.
The Great King of the Underworld, Rixiao, suddenly turned his body to face the mysterious shadow at the entrance of the hall. The pale hue on his face rapidly faded. He quietly watched this unexpected visitor, a glimmer of light gradually appeared in his empty eyes, and then shot out two beams of light as brilliant as comets streaking across the sky.
That terrifying power was absolutely violent!
The mere aftermath made the entire sky shake!
The radiant light, truly like a comet striking the earth, gathered an incomparable force.
However, this suddenly erupted blinding light seemed to be covered by a vast curtain that shielded the heavens, instantly losing its brilliance.