Terrifying. Sinister. That was Nan Fusheng's first impression.
Among the mountain of white bones outside the valley, Nan Fusheng also noticed several Evil Eyes crawling about.
They were several Evil Eyes with ten years of cultivation. Their bodies were small, making them seem especially insignificant amid the enormous mountains of bones.
At that moment, they rested leisurely atop the bones as specks of white light slowly drifted out from them.
Then, the Evil Eyes opened their strange mouthparts and greedily sucked the white light into their bodies. With every wisp they absorbed, their bodies seemed to swell slightly, while the light in their eyes grew increasingly deep and eerie.
That white light was the residual Soul Power and Spiritual Power left behind by the dead. By absorbing it, those Evil Eyes continuously strengthened themselves.
This sight undoubtedly added even more mystery and strangeness to this already grim and terrifying place.
"These are all offerings given to me by those people from the Holy Spirit Cult. Every year, they send over some of the corpses of people or Soul Beasts they have killed, in exchange for peaceful coexistence with me."
The Evil Eye Tyrant Lord, standing behind Nan Fusheng with a body over three hundred meters long, spoke. "Whether it is the Blood Lake within the valley or this mountain of bones outside it, they are all offerings the Holy Spirit Cult has sent me over the years."
"I knew their intentions at a glance. But first, I was already nearing the Eighth Heavenly Tribulation and urgently needed a great deal of energy to support me through this life-and-death ordeal, so naturally I would not refuse offerings delivered to my door."
"Second, if the Evil Eye Clan wishes to reproduce and thrive, it cannot do without a large number of living