They were the three Nascent Soul Ancestors of the Ghost God Sect. At this moment, all three were maintaining an expression of utter terror, their bodies unable to move at all.
Zhao Sheng couldn't be bothered to question them one by one. Suddenly, strands of divine light burst from his brow, and strands of powerful Divine Thought instantly invaded the Purple Mansion Soul Seas of the three, swiftly and brutally destroying their wills, then began to browse through their memories.
A few breaths later, Zhao Sheng frowned slightly, and with a sudden wave of his hand, the three Nascent Soul Ancestors instantly turned to ash.
The next moment, three small crystalline blood banners flew out from the ashes and landed in Zhao Sheng's hand in the blink of an eye, which he then stored away in his Sumeru Space.
These three truly deserved their deaths; they had all stepped on the piled corpses of millions to reach where they were today.
