Nuclear-Peace Holy Land...
The first to appear in the depths of Soul Falling Abyss was Nether Saintess Jia Junnuo.
Feeling the changes in the Soul Water Swamp, Saintess Junnuo could not help but turn solemn... Every drop of water here was condensed from tens of thousands of souls.
Just how much water did this entire swamp contain?
It was a terrifying number that even Jia Junnuo herself was unwilling to verify... Yet now, the swamp was drying up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"What exactly is the Sacred Emperor trying to do..." Jia Junnuo was momentarily dazed.
A beast's roar startled her at that moment... A streak of radiance shot over from before her eyes. Saintess Junnuo's gaze shifted slightly, and she instantly recognized the newcomer—Five-Colored Divine Ox.
Ever since the Nether Great Holy Land was founded, he had followed the Nether Sacred Emperor.
"Lord Divine Ox, what exactly is the Sacred Emperor trying to do?" Saintess Junnuo said in a deep voice. "He is consuming Huangquan's souls at this speed!"
"If not at this speed, what speed do you want?" Five-Colored Divine Ox's voice was low, without much joy or anger, as if he were discussing something insignificant. "Hasn't Saintess always been troubled by the capacity of Huangquan Great Earth? This solves the problem."
Jia Junnuo's gaze turned cold. "This is digging up Huangquan's roots."
"No." Five-Colored Divine Ox gently shook his head. "Saintess should know very well that there are as many souls as one could want. It is only a matter of how much time it takes... The roots of Huangquan Continent have never been these consumables."
Jia Junnuo's expression shifted unpredictably. "What exactly is the Sacred Emperor doing?"
Five-Colored Divine Ox shook his head again.
"I'll ask him myself." Jia Junnuo walked straight