Inside the underwater palace.
Water Snake Elder twisted his body as he watched the endless stream of Malevolent Fish ahead, a savage yet excited expression spreading across his face.
"Once the momentum is established, with the merits earned here, I may well be transferred to the core of headquarters. In the end... I may even head beyond the heavens and truly become one of them!"
At that thought, Water Snake Elder's expression brimmed with fanaticism.
Behind Thorns of Blood stood an ancient, mysterious, and powerful organization.
Rumor had it that joining them would allow one to embrace immortality and achieve deathlessness and indestructibility.
This deathlessness and indestructibility was not merely the simple long-term existence of Malevolent Spirits.
It could even be said that the appearance of Malevolent Spirits in the Green Mountain Realm and across the myriad realms was deeply connected to it.
"Elder, there are more and more Malevolent Fish. Given enough time, this stretch of water will become a Malevolent Fish Paradise!"
The gray-robed old man wore a devout expression. His body had undergone partial modification and was already infinitely close to that of a Malevolent Spirit. As he spoke, the gills on his face opened and closed, making for a chilling sight.
"However, recently... quite a few newly born Malevolent Fish seem to have died, and some have been discovered by people from the Heavenly Sect!" When the gray-robed old man mentioned this, worry flickered in his eyes.
"With so many Malevolent Fish, discovery is inevitable. As long as we produce them quickly and the Malevolent Fish keep coming in an endless stream, what does it matter if some are discovered and killed?" Water Snake Elder did not care in the slightest.
"The Elder is right."
"How many died, dozens or hundreds?" Water Snake Elder asked dismissively.