C687 All of You Are Playing Dead!

In the other hand of the divine corpse was a black cube.

The cube was pitch-black, absorbing light without reflecting any, and it emitted a fearsome aura so potent that it had sliced open the hand of the godly corpse clutching it, revealing glimpses of golden bone beneath.

At that moment, this chilling tableau unfolded before Ming Ying, an Evolver of merely Rank Eleven, amidst the cosmos