The Celestial Spirit Venerable let out a mournful, whale-like cry, then sank powerlessly toward the seabed.
This was the second time this human had come for its core; the man was clearly treating it as an inexhaustible supply.
Having its core violently ripped out for a second time left it even more grievously wounded than before.
It sank to the bottom of the sea, where it could only lie quietly and recuperate.
'The age of humans... this era... it's terrifying.' Sorrow welled up in the Celestial Spirit Venerable's heart.
First, the Ancestral Court was occupied, and then its own core was ripped out—twice!
It had woken up to a world turned completely upside down.
Before this, it had never realized that the frail human race could wield such immense power through their weapons.
This was something it was completely incapable of resisting.
'I must awaken the remaining Venerables, or the Cold Beasts will become a thing of the past.'
