The maidservants carried the corpses to the underground lava cave.
Two Tian Buyu corpses had already been placed here. Adding one more seemed harmless enough.
The maidservants guarding the cave looked curiously at the bodies. "Are they triplets?"
"They look so alike!"
The maidservants checked the restrictions, activated the sealing ritual, then left the underground cave.
After they had gone, wisps of green smoke suddenly rose from the heads of the three quietly lying corpses.
The green smoke curled and coiled, tangling with one another.
Shadowy figures flickered within it.
A careful look would reveal that these figures were all Third Limit martial artists.
As these martial artists cultivated, they produced strange power and tried to feed it back into the corpses.
But it was as if something was still missing, preventing the power from reaching them.
Chu Qing still flashed and darted through the restricted zone.
Like a diligent old farmer, he harvested Sovereigns and great numbers of Immortals.
In truth, his harvesting efficiency was far inferior to the Great Sun Chariot's.
However, he mainly harvested Sovereigns.
Yet during this period, the number of Sovereigns had become increasingly scarce.
For this reason, Chu Qing deliberately ventured deeper into the restricted zone to see what the Sovereigns were doing.
The result was—
To his surprise—
The Sovereigns were actually slaughtering one another.
No, they should have been besieging seventeen Top Experts.
What stunned him was—
These seventeen Top Experts had methods similar to Number Eighteen's.
Only after casually capturing a Sovereign and questioning it did he learn—
These creatures were all fighting one another over the position of magnate.
"Aren't you attacking Qingzhou? Why are you slaughtering each other? And so brutally at that?"
Chu Qing pointed toward the distant battlefield. There, mountains of corpses and seas of blood made