Divine Emperor of Death

Chapter 4292  Bringing Forth Decay

Ancestor Alissara's expression darkened, "What is this-?"

Before she could finish, a wave of pale-grayish energy burst from Wisteria's body like an expanding abyss. The air itself seemed to wither, growing dry and brittle. The once radiant floating runes of the structure flickered and dulled, corroded as though going through the passage of time. The marble floor cracked as dust coiled into the air, forming a decaying mist that spread toward the Ancestors.

"Careful!" The other Ancestor roared, summoning a barrier of purple light, but the moment Wisteria's energy touched it, the barrier crumbled like dead leaves dispersing amidst a forceful breeze.

Ancestor Alissara's eyes widened as her skin tingled with an unbearable sensation—her very vitality was being drained, her flesh screaming at an instinctive level. She pushed her energy outward, but it faltered, her body failing her.

"You… ghost…!" she snarled, but her voice trembled.

Wisteria's gaze remained blank, even distant, as if she weren't even aware of their struggle, "Decay… is inevitable. As old as you are, you should not be afraid."

Level Three Empyrean Spirit undulations reverberated so calmly that one would think that she had immense control over it, but it was creepy.

She raised a hand, her fingers curling slightly, and the black-gray mist turned dense.