Lord, Immortal King...
Sea of Blood...
Just hearing these names could make the Divine Soul tremble with fear, appearing in the ears of many Refining Void True Venerables of the Xianmen Sect.
They could not understand what this was.
In fact, at this moment, these Refining Nothingness cultivators had a natural instinct not to genuinely utter these names they had heard; otherwise, it would surely bring disaster, an unfathomably terrifying disaster.
This calamity might not stem from the anger of those unknown entities; not at all, ants no matter how bold, could never provoke such beings.
Everything was simply because the names, the titles of those beings represented real and undeniable power, representing a kind of unknown Dao essence within Heaven and Earth.
If one were to truly call out those names, fear that even before the words left their mouths, the cultivator's Divine Soul would be annihilated, unable to bear it.