Deep in the cosmos.
Originally solitary and dark.
But now, an unending blood red spreads everywhere, like a sanguine paint unfurling.
It's not just a change in color, but a viscous expanse that gathers together, resembling the surging waves of an ocean.
The blood red rages, slamming against the four corners of heaven and earth, instantly toppling this place.
In the midst of this scarlet peak, which had begun to take on a ghastly appearance,
A massive head suddenly rockets across the sky.
Raven-black blood soars countless miles, staining the blue heavens and merging into the surrounding sea of blood.
Emperor Hong's severed body quickly recedes, and despite his beheading, he does not fall; such a wound is not enough to kill him.
But likewise, the severed head does not regenerate.
It is an elemental injury; with one swing, the primordial spirit's head would also be cleaved.
Not the kind of physical wound that seems to heal instantaneously.
