The fall of the Yellow Springs Ghost Mother triggered an extraordinarily violent celestial phenomenon across the entire Tianyuan Continent. More than half the heavens were dyed thoroughly red, while endless Yellow Springs netherworld qi boiled forth!
This ancient Mahayana ancestor of the Ghost Horn Race had existed for far too long, wielding a profound influence over the Dao foundations of the entire Tianyuan Continent.
At that very instant, the rankings of the top ten on the Myriad Races Dao Tablet changed once more. More than half of the Ghost Horn Race's clan fortune, which had ranked tenth, evaporated into thin air, and it immediately fell from its position in the top ten.
The Ghost Horn Race had already been declining for years, successively losing the high-grade spirit veins within its clan. It could be said that most of its clan fortune had been supported by the Yellow Springs Ghost Mother alone. Now that the Yellow Springs Ghost Mother had fallen, the Beast Tooth Race beneath it immediately rose to take its place among the top ten.
The Human Race's clan fortune was also soaring rapidly, faintly showing signs of charging into eighth place.
At this moment, above the Human Race's territory, the Yellow Springs River that had been severed into two slowly converged and reconnected. As for Li Qing, who had killed the Yellow Springs Ghost Mother, he naturally took the Yellow Springs River for himself without the slightest courtesy.
With a sweep of his hand, the entire surging Yellow Springs River returned to his palm. Its head and tail connected, forming an eternal cycle.
Refined by his own vast true essence, the entire Yellow Springs River rapidly shrank, turning into what looked like a dark yellow ring of water that coiled around his wrist.
In the distance, the battle