Chapter 673: Dividing the Spoils
Below the blood pool.
The blood pool was far deeper than Chen Qing had imagined.
His whole body had been driven several zhang into the blood pool. All around him was dark, dense, viscous blood. His entire field of vision was a deep crimson.
His chest burned fiercely. The force behind that centipede's tail whip had been genuinely terrifying.
Had the golden body not absorbed the greater part of the blow, that single whip would have caved his chest in.
But now was not the time to think about that.
The suction force had returned, more than twice as powerful as before.
Tens of thousands of invisible forces surged in from every direction, gripping his limbs, his waist, and his neck, dragging him toward the depths with everything they had.
Even more unsettling was that within this suction force was a faintly domineering Dao Principle, like an invisible mouth gnawing at his True Origin and qi and blood.