"Eight thousand more miles and we'll reach Wanchuan City."
Sitting cross-legged on a black cloud, Tai Yin flung his sleeve, unveiling a map condensed from dark green flames.
The map roughly depicted a vast area, where twenty-three cities had been slaughtered entirely.
Those half-human, half-corpse Divine Breeders, whose minds were completely corrupted by malevolent forces, were transformed into Bone Arhats and White Bone Strongmen under Tai Yin's command.
"Hmm? Something's coming."
As Tai Yin examined the map in his hand, a sudden wave of intense danger washed over him. He looked up sharply to see a sky full of scarlet blood light rushing towards him at great speed.
In an instant, it was right in front of him!
"Was it you, this little figure, who slaughtered my believers beyond measure?"
Amidst a terrifying roar that seemed to shake the heavens and the earth, an overwhelmingly heavy, filthy, and blood-soaked twisted impulse descended like a torrent.
