As the blood from the tip of his tongue slowly dripped onto the Jade Pendant, Shen Zhinan felt his body violently tremble all over, as if some ancient and powerful force resonated with him at that moment. Surrounded by swirling black smoke, the surface of the Jade Pendant shone brightly, and an indescribable force flowed out from it, along his bloodstream, merging into his limbs and bones, and even deeper into his soul.
The moment his eyes deepened, it seemed as though Shen Zhinan could peer into the Underworld, as if some ancient power within him was awakening.
That was the authority of the Eastern Ghost Emperor, the supreme authority that rules the Netherworld.
He could clearly perceive every minute change in the Netherworld and even hear the whispers of the wraiths lingering outside the Gate of the Ghost...
Shen Zhinan took a deep breath, feeling as though he had established some mysterious connection with this world.
