Ghost Race.
Holy Land.
Heaven-Blanketing Wondrous Palace.
The cultivator kneeling on the ground reported respectfully.
"Yan Huasheng is dead?"
The white-haired, long-bearded elder seated high upon the Seat of Wondrous Realm opened his eyes. Even the vertical eye on his forehead showed a trace of astonishment. "Was it Blood Sea's doing?"
"Daoist Blood Sea did indeed make a move, but he did not kill Yan Huasheng. Instead, he forcefully withstood the Western Heaven Buddha Elder."
The mighty cultivator presented the events of that day in every detail, without the slightest embellishment or private alteration, as though everything had simply replayed itself before them.
"So, he made his move." The long-bearded, three-eyed elder on the Wondrous Realm sighed and nodded.
Blood Sea had ultimately expressed his stance.
As one of the patriarchs of the Ten Clans of Yin Heaven, Daoist Blood Sea was extraordinary in both talent and cultivation. If he had not sought to achieve the perfect Heaven-Mending Method, he would not have remained stuck at such a realm.
The mighty cultivator hesitated slightly before saying, "Reporting to Patriarch, the clan is seething with indignation."
"That artifact spirit divine weapon is specially suited to restrain our clan."
"In this battle, its divine abilities became even more apparent."
"Our clan's cultivators are naturally half a step weaker before it. Should they encounter it, their lives may not be preserved."
The three-eyed, long-bearded elder said calmly, "He cultivates the Dao of Life and Death and walks the method of reincarnation. Our clan's cultivators will naturally be restrained by him to some extent. Do not act rashly for now. A great tribulation is approaching him; when the time comes, someone will naturally deal with him."
"Then we shall strike and crush that weapon, shattering the path of reincarnation, life, and death."
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