The slightly blood-tinged withered flesh writhed with countless flesh worms, chillingly staring at the green-clothed youth not far away.
An enormous pressure, mountainous in its oppression, swept over, instantly solidifying the space.
This was the rule of power from a superior being, a mere trace of which could suppress billions of lower rank cultivators. It was fundamentally different and was a characteristic of a Star Field-Level Life.
"This power..."
Jiang Ding softly closed his eyes.
His Divine Soul trembled, and a chill ran down his spine.
This was the survival instinct evolved over billions of years in living organisms, reminding beings to keep away from danger for survival. It played a critical function in the life of living things, unchanged by bravery.
Clang!
Jiang Ding drew his sword.
Hum!
In that instant, boundless Great Sun light burst forth!
