A Blessing One Cannot Enjoy

"This was the perspective of those above. In their eyes, the weak were no more than dust, beneath mention..."

Watching the great chaos before him, Li Qingyun thought coldly.

The hand he clenched still trembled without cease, but the pearl's struggles grew weaker and weaker.

The soul corpse had most likely been in the Haotian Realm when alive. Even though its "Dao" no longer existed and its great power had dispersed, its mere fleshly hide was far beyond what the pearl could pierce through to break free and escape.

"Disciples of the Three Pure Ones, gather at my side!"

Seeing that the Three Pure Ones Temple disciples had begun suffering casualties amid the chaos, Li Qingyun spoke again in an even tone. Great power swept outward, pulling disciple after disciple of the Three Pure Ones away from danger and into the range of his barrier.

"Thank you, Dao Ancestor!" Sifeng and the others, wounded all over, hurriedly bowed in thanks.

Their lingering fright had yet to fade. They had never expected that the several thousand beings at the upstream entrance would all go mad over the Fate-Seeking Pearls, every strike aimed to take lives.

Just now, Sifeng had nearly been swept away like small fry by Ancestor Zhu, who had slaughtered until his eyes were red.

Fortunately, he had shouted in time, "I am a disciple of the Three Pure Ones!" Only then had Ancestor Zhu hesitated and spared him with a wave of his hand.

Chaos. Chaos. It was utter chaos!

How was the brutal scene before them some great opportunity? It was clearly a great slaughtering tribulation!

"Be at ease and wait for your opportunity. Not just anyone can subdue a Fate-Seeking Pearl; those without affinity will ultimately labor in vain..." Li Qingyun reassured the disciples of the