Pfft, pfft, pfft.
Three light sounds.
Yan Yun, along with the two Sea Expansion Realm cultivators, simultaneously burst open a cruel blood-flower at their chests, their hearts shattered by some force. Yet eerily, all three remained alive, clutching their wounds, painfully writhing on the ground, as if enduring immense suffering, their chest areas gradually rotting away.
Crimson blood constantly seeped out, yet strangely, there was no stench of decay, instead, it emitted a kind of sickly sweet fragrance in the air.
On the hard ground covered by the black mud wolf corpses, white flowers had bloomed unknown when, their vines and roots a ghastly pale color, resembling spider webs crawling out from Hell, tightly entwining the three struggling figures.
The soft petals probed into their chests, turning a sinister red after drawing blood as if they were dangerous predators from a dark world.
