When Chai Zhihong heard Shangguan Yang's words, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then he suddenly laughed.
"You're trying to tell me that those Twelfth-Order Mid Stage Primal Fiends all died on their own?"
"This junior would not dare. It is only that this junior does not know what happened either."
Shangguan Yang shook his head, pointed into the distance, and continued:
"Earlier, this junior sensed a disturbance and intended to go take a look, but before I arrived, the battle over there had already ended."
Chai Zhihong looked in the direction Shangguan Yang was pointing. When his Divine Sense had swept across the entire Melted Ruin Realm just now, Chai Zhihong had already discovered the locations where those Twelfth-Order Mid Stage Primal Fiends had died in Dao Dissipation.
But from those traces alone, there was no way to tell what had happened at the time.
After a Secret Realm reached the Twelfth Order, because the madness and pollution contained within its Heavenly Dao grew increasingly heavy, tracing the source by refining the entire Secret Realm was already impossible.
The Heavenly Dao of a Twelfth-Order Secret Realm no longer had much logic to speak of. There was a thread of order amid the chaos, but that order was merely the Secret Realm's instinctive desire to continuously transform, which was why it presented a normal appearance.
Only by refining an Eleventh-Order Secret Realm could one trace the source. For the Twelfth Order, there was no possibility at all.
And Chai Zhihong could not possibly refine a Twelfth-Order Secret Realm for the sake of such a matter. Although, with a Thirteenth-Order cultivation realm, he did not have to worry about being eroded by the Secret Realm's pollution and turning into a Great Divide Demonic Beast, it would absolutely not be easy.
Most importantly,