The Truth

Lan He casually waved his hand, and the bone fragments silently turned to dust, sinking into the dirt.

"To make this Bone Artifact, the entire skull must first be refined into a pellet the size of a bullet. Witch Runes must then be inscribed upon it, after which it must be simmered in Beastman blood for eighty-one days.

"There are many taboos when using the Bone Artifact, but its power is immense and its effects remarkable. A bit of backlash is nothing worth worrying about."

Xu Chunniang frowned without speaking. The more she heard about this so-called Bone Artifact, the more sinister it sounded.

As though seeing through her thoughts, Lan He said calmly,

"This Bone Artifact was indeed something concocted by demonic cultivators, but it is simply too useful. Not only do we humans use it, those Beastmen use it as well.

"The true Spirit Realm is far crueler than you imagine. Here, there is no distinction between righteousness and evil—only victory and defeat."

These words plunged both Xu Chunniang and Guo Xuelian into silence.

The Spirit Realm was home to countless races. Some powerful races, such as the Asura Race and Yaksha race, were savage and warlike by nature, and many weaker races had long since been wiped out by them.

The human race might not be able to dominate an entire region, but it had more than enough strength to keep to one corner in peace.

Unfortunately, the human Mahayana Venerables paid no heed to worldly affairs. They devoted themselves solely to gathering the Power of Faith, plotting their ascension.

Moreover, human cultivators were selfish by nature. With foreign enemies at the gates, the various major factions merely passed the buck among themselves, caring only for their own preservation and refusing to make any effort to repel