Neither of them noticed that not long after they disappeared, the scarlet ocean was no longer calm, and the thick plasma began to surge violently, as if stirred by some indescribable force.
A huge black shadow slowly emerged from the depths of the sea of blood. At first, it was just a vague outline, but soon it revealed a suffocating and terrifying form - it was a dragon, but it was definitely not a dragon that could be described in any legend in the world.
The body was twisted and contorted, as if distorted by some ancient malice. Every inch of its scales glowed with a dark metallic luster, as if soaked in rust and curses that had lasted for tens of millions of years.
There are countless sharp spines growing on its back, each of which is as sharp as a knife blade, flashing a cold light under the reflection of blood.
The claws were not simply sharp, but rather exhibited a kind of morbid deformity, twisted like dislocated joints, yet with a chilling precision, as if a slight scratch could tear the boundary between reality and nightmare.
The shadow wasn't simply attached to its body—it overflowed from the sea of blood, spreading like ink, swallowing up all the light around it.
Those shadows were not static, but squirmed and stretched like living things, and occasionally even broke away from their bodies and turned into independent, deformed claws or wings, casting more distorted outlines on the scarlet ocean.
Its eyes—if they could still be called eyes—were not simple pupils, but eight deep whirlpools, as if gazing into them could drag the viewer's soul into eternal madness.
Every breath made the sea of blood churn, and every low groan made the space tremble, as if it itself was some kind of ancient disaster, crawling out from the cracks of time, carrying a malice that did not belong to this world.
Its presence caused the entire space to begin to distort, and reality collapsed around it, as if it was not a living thing, but a walking, all-consuming abyss.
The unknown monster that appeared slowly climbed onto the stone giant in the center.
But among the monster's eight pupils, only one looked at the blue-gold clouds in the sky with indifference and malice.
The remaining seven pupils seemed to look uncontrollably in the direction where Bai Di and Ma Tuan left.
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