This was something Ye Xiwen had never expected. It had never been mentioned before that an Evil Spirit King was actually worth five hundred God Source, while ten thousand evil spirits were worth only a hundred God Source.
One Evil Spirit King was worth fifty thousand evil spirits. The gap between them was immediately laid bare.
Only now did Ye Xiwen understand why this mission was classified at the deity level. Ordinary demigods might have ways to kill evil spirits, but they would need to slaughter more than ten thousand of them just to earn a hundred God Source. How long would it take them to kill enough evil spirits—until the year of the monkey and month of the horse?
An Evil Spirit King's combat strength rivaled that of a deity. The disparity between it and ordinary evil spirits could not be measured by reason at all. Only deities could deal with such a thing.
If an ordinary demigod encountered this kind of Evil Spirit King, it would be a dead end. Missions to clear out evil spirits were permanently available, so there was no need to specifically accept this mission.
With another five hundred God Source in hand, Ye Xiwen was in high spirits. He was now short only fifteen hundred God Source.
This was far better than he had anticipated.
Not long after he left, countless evil spirits suddenly swept across the sky, blotting out the heavens and covering the earth. They had come in swarms, all of them avian evil spirits covered in scales.
There were more than ten thousand of them, an enormous flock. These avian evil spirits opened their mouths and unleashed countless streams of icy bone fire, sweeping over him like a tide. This was the flame of the dead; the living could not