Zhan Jiuxiao's voice was decisive, carrying a sinister killing intent.
"At the moment the Jade Scroll shattered, the Memory Pearl transmitted the last fragment seen by this Venerable Elder."
"Within the core forbidden land, it is no longer a place suffused with sacred Spirit Light."
"What meets the eye is endless resentment and evil, black tides surging, countless filthy stickiness, twisted in form, shadow monsters between reality and illusion, continuously emerging from the cracks in the War Soul Stele!"
"They are gnawing at the restriction sigils, polluting the Star Source Earth Vein, even attempting to erode the ancient heroic soul remains and Undying Battle Intent sealed in the deepest part of the stele!"
"The core of that sacred space has already been corrupted into a wound oozing filthy blood!"
Hearing Zhan Jiuxiao's words, even Jiang Shu couldn't help but have his pupils contract abruptly, inhaling sharply.
"What?!"
