Land of Ten Thousand Deaths.
The Saints flying through the air suddenly halted, each of them staring ahead with grave expressions.
"Is the battle over?"
"Just a moment ago, at least five Saint auras erupted, but now all five of them have vanished."
"Five Saints died in such a short instant?"
"What kind of expert is over there?"
"Forget it. We shouldn't go there for now. Safety first!"
Several Saints turned around and flew in another direction.
They had no reason to provoke someone capable of instantly slaughtering five Saints.
After all, the rule here was to survive for a hundred days, and the calamity had only just begun. There was no need for them to take such risks.
After Song Zhong killed those five Saints and absorbed all the lightning from the two Lightning Saints, he began absorbing the Soul-Nurturing Crystals. By the time he absorbed the last one, no other cultivators had come.
"Let's go. We'll continue onward and look for cultivators from our Universe while we're at it."
Song Zhong rose to his feet and quickly led several cultivators from his Universe toward the distance. It was always better to find more people from the same Universe.
Yet as he flew onward, he did not see a single cultivator from his Universe. In fact, he saw very few cultivators at all.
The low-cultivation cultivators had probably mostly died. After all, none below the Supreme Realm could withstand the initial danger.
Most of the remaining cultivators had hidden away as well.
The occasional cultivators they encountered were Saints and Quasi-Saints. Even Quasi-Saints were rare, and those who did appear were following Saints. A group like theirs—several Quasi-Saints, Forget Dao Realm cultivators, and Supreme Path Realm cultivators—was truly uncommon.
Some other Saints even attacked them upon seeing their group,