Within the Divine King Pure Land, Flower Rain drifted down, crystal clear.
Under the sacred tree, the White-clothed Divine King was stained with blood, pierced by a Divine Spear. Yet, he remained motionless, black hair cascading down, his jade-like face serene, eyes tightly closed, like a deity.
"Divine Spirit Blood..." the Dark Night King cried out.
Divine blood, like smoke and mist, climbed up the Golden Divine Spear, setting his body aflame and emitting a blinding firelight. He was in extreme pain yet unable to escape.
"Why?!"
His Golden Divine Robe was resplendent and dazzling, exuding the aura of a deity, but it couldn't change anything, unable to stop the raging flames. Because the Golden Divine Robe did not cover every inch of his skin, the divine blood burned through his hands and into his body, and the robe could not stop it.
BOOM!
