Withered corpses lay everywhere, and desolation covered the ground.
The Yellow Sand Temple had been bustling with voices one moment, only to become a land of utter death the next. Such was the power of an Immortal Path Grandmaster. In a world where personal might was concentrated in a single body, every order existed only to be trampled beneathfoot.
He killed people to refine souls. Was he not afraid of being hunted down by the Immortal Clan?
The two fled afar without daring to stop again. They only vaguely saw that man waving his Soul Banner, while large swathes of soul fragments gathered toward its surface like a bee swarm.
Chen Luo had naturally detected Wang Lin and Sister long ago.
He had not deliberately targeted those two young people he had met only once. Of course, if they had been unfortunate enough to get caught up in his previous divine ability, then they could only blame their bad luck. Since they had escaped through their own abilities, he casually left them a way to live.
After all, he had been kind-hearted since childhood.
"Ahhh! Spare me!"
"A soul cultivator in the True Immortal Realm?! How is that possible? A madman like a soul cultivator can become immortal too?!"
One miserable scream after another rang out from within the Soul Burying Banner, with Wan Ji and the other nine ancestors screaming the most miserably of all. Having absorbed so many baleful souls at once, even the Soul Burying Banner could not digest them all in time. The aura on its surface churned constantly, periodically leaking great quantities of black mist.
The annihilation of the Nine Tomb Guarding Clans caused a massive stir in the Immortal Cultivation World.
To many factions in the Immortal Cultivation World, the Nine Tomb Guarding Clans