The Thousand-legged Master's polymer shattered, spreading a layer of blood grime across kilometers, accompanied by an overwhelming stench of decay.
The White Bone Tower remained unmoved in its place; the shockwaves hadn't reached the towering structure at all.
For a moment, the numerous artifact refiners were too slow to react; some of them didn't even notice that their bodies had been tainted by the fleshy slurry, where residual phosphorescent light sizzled.
Only after a brief moment of realization did they hastily focus on treating their wounds.
The traces of phosphorescent light seemed harmless but were, in truth, corrosive like bone-devouring parasites; it would gradually burrow deep into flesh, bone, and eventually erode a cultivator's foundation.
Jelly True Monarch clasped his hands together in apology and said, "Taoist Qingtian, thank you for stepping in. For now, we must focus on stabilizing the chaos."
Mu Daoist nodded faintly.
