The Patriarch agreed with his idea. "This place was destroyed by the Witch Tribe. The Pill Sect suppressed them with the strength of its entire sect, but the sect was utterly destroyed in the process."
"The Witch Tribe is a race that roams among the myriad heavens. They're cruel by nature and immensely powerful. A single member of the Witch Tribe can stir up a tremendous storm. As for those whose strength is comparable to the Human Immortal Realm, they can run rampant across an entire province."
"This Spell Technique was specifically meant to seal it away, but there was a price. The price was an endless blood sacrifice."
"If we're only patching a gap, though, we won't need that."
"Still, you're the only one who could do this. Even other people might not be able to manage it."
"You cultivate Spell Techniques at an astonishing speed."
Yun Shu only smiled faintly and said nothing.
He knew the Patriarch was praising him, but he couldn't let it go to his head. He knew the Female Protagonist beside him had the same ability.
In front of a grand hall in a Secret Realm, a disciple hesitated over whether to break through the Prohibitions before him and enter. Few people ever came to this hall, since most had headed for the central area.
Breaking through the Prohibitions before him would probably take at least five days. And even after spending all that time, he might not get anything, so most people had gone farther inside.
He alone was still hesitating, because his strength was a little lacking.
But then, at one moment—
A streak of dark light plunged into his mind.
His eyes opened again, and his pupils had turned completely black.
If Yun Shu had still been there, he would