"The Death Tide! A Death Tide spreading from the Mysterious Dao Sect of the Western Sect!"
Hee Yun's face paled as she said this, her expression one of lingering fear. It was hard to imagine what kind of sight could cause a Mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator to react with such terror.
She then said in a grave voice, "When the Hei Ming Daoist ascended, he consumed more than just the power of the Nai River. On that day, the Soul Spirits of the tens of billions of living beings in the lands of the Western Sect's Daoist Sect were all extracted. Otherwise, with Hei Ming's strength being on the lowest rungs of the Divinity Transformation realm, how could he possibly have succeeded in his Ascension?"
"Hah. A truly ruthless man," Lü Zhong sneered.
