Song Kingdom had become incomparably dilapidated.
The extent of its devastation had surpassed anything the world had ever witnessed.
Of its population, fewer than one in ten remained.
He spread out his divine sense and sensed the endless void. From within it came the wails of countless living beings, along with all kinds of resentment, blotting out the sky and sun like a surging tide.
In just a few hundred years, countless mortals had died in the calamities and turned into Tribulation Ash.
The internal strife in the Flying Feather World was far more brutal than he had imagined.
Cultivators needed to consume all kinds of spirit medicines to increase their cultivation. But how were the billions of living beings not also great medicines? Devouring living beings could not only heal injuries but also increase one's cultivation.
After being injured, cultivators often devoured weaker cultivators to restore their own injuries.
In the past, with the Undying Devil Lord stationed in the Flying Feather World and suppressing the universe in all directions, cultivators throughout the world had submitted to him. No cultivator had dared to devour living beings on a large scale.
But now, the Undying Devil Lord had risked an attack and been sealed in the Purple Mansion World. Countless ambitious people had immediately emerged.
They slaughtered ordinary cultivators in large numbers, constantly plundering their vital essence and souls to increase their own cultivation and accelerate their advancement.
Such mass slaughter of living beings would attract Karmic Force. Once entangled in Karmic Force, many cultivators simply did not care.
"I originally thought Song Kingdom was relatively safe because it was in a barren region with thin spiritual energy and scarce resources. But now it seems that it isn't safe at all!" As Lu Xuanji's figure flashed, he arrived before a