Mu Mingxue's hands were locked in place, as if clamped by two iron pincers. How could she possibly break free?
But Luo Zheng's expression gradually grew solemn. How was he supposed to resolve this baleful intent?
Originally, baleful intent was accumulated slowly. The process was not fast; some martial artists might spend a hundred years struggling to slaughter a hundred thousand living beings, unless they were martial artists who cultivated Evil Art and annihilated several cities in a short period, committing acts that enraged both Heaven and man...
But now, so many martial artists had rapidly accumulated such vast amounts of baleful intent. How could it be purged?
Even if Luo Zheng helped Mu Mingxue leave the underground palace, the baleful intent in her body would still be a huge problem.
Wouldn't that make the Reincarnation Abyss a dead end?
At present, only Luo Zheng, who had entered Slaughter Sword Mountain before, could rely on Slaughter Sword Mountain to resist it somewhat. The other martial artists had all fallen into madness and begun slaughtering one another. Violent energy fluctuations erupted above Luo Zheng's head. If this continued, everyone would die...
Just as Luo Zheng was pondering this, Xun's voice drifted over. "Don't worry. Once you get through this stretch, it'll be fine. Back then, when I brought the Demon Night Race with me, they also slaughtered one another and many died. But there will be a path of purification beneath the abyss that can completely purge the baleful intent. It's also a great boon to martial artists..."
Hearing Xun's words, Luo Zheng felt slightly reassured, but the prerequisite was surviving this ordeal...
The struggles among the martial artists above grew increasingly vicious. More than twenty Divine Extremity Realm experts were slaughtering one another, each unleashing their trump cards. The might