In silence, he put away the small, snow-white sword that held a wisp of Sword Intent from Vast Sea Dust True Monarch. He bent down and helped up the pale and weakened Qian Xin Master.
Their eyes met, and in each other's gaze, they saw the same lingering terror.
Without another word, two Escape Lights flared to life. They shot toward the Wuji Holy Sect without a single glance back, vanishing over the horizon in an instant.
The Zombie Alliance ruins, which had once stirred the Northwest and drawn the greedy gazes of countless cultivators, had now become a true wasteland, a domain of utter death.
When Yellow Altar True Monarch moved to obliterate the crowd of cultivators, he had already plundered the ruins of all remaining treasures, Spiritual Materials, and even the undiscovered legacies hidden within.
The once-magnificent palaces were reduced to dust, and the intersecting Spiritual Mechanism of the Earth Veins was utterly depleted.
