Dusk was fading, leaden clouds hung low, and the entire battlefield looked like a festering corpse wound torn open. Dark-red Spiritual power crystals had congealed across the scorched earth, while twisted spatial rifts slowly seeped ghostly light like hideous wounds.
About half an hour later, more than a dozen figures in black robes tore through the void and arrived. As demonic energy surged, the Integration Stage cultivators of the Black Stone Demonic Palace hovered over the battlefield like night owls. Their pressure solidified into a tangible force, bearing down until the rubble on the ground trembled and rattled.
The Integration Stage late-phase powerhouse leading them looked over the devastated battlefield, his face grave.
Just then, a cultivator from the Black Stone Demonic Palace came to his side.
"Reporting to Martial Uncle Huang Hua, the site has been thoroughly destroyed. Apart from some remnants of netherworld aura, we haven't found any valuable traces..."
Because this place was quite far from Black Stone Immortal City, Su Fan had destroyed the site extremely thoroughly.
After hearing his fellow disciple's report, Divine Lord Huang Hua immediately furrowed his brows.
He could clearly sense the auras of more than a dozen Integration Stage cultivators at the site, like a broken spiderweb—disordered, yet distinct.
But the site had been destroyed too completely. Even he could not make anything of it for the moment.
"Go and check which Integration Stage cultivators have entered Demonic Stone Immortal City recently..."
The other cultivator hurriedly contacted his fellow disciples in the city, and soon obtained the exact information.
"Reporting to Martial Uncle, a little over a month ago, more than a dozen Celestial Race cultivators registered their entry..."
Upon hearing that they were Celestial Race cultivators, and recalling the netherworld aura permeating the area, Divine Lord Huang Hua immediately formed