Tower of Reincarnation.
The cultivators from the eight sects each claimed a position, hovering in midair as they stared intently at the battlefield.
Below them, crimson mist surged like a tide. In the blink of an eye, the vast Jushuang City had quietly vanished. Only endless Yellow Sand remained, with Pei Ling standing alone atop it.
Wenren Lingshe furrowed her brows slightly. "'Five Plagues' Old Devil is devouring Pei Ling's foundation!"
Nearby, Zhen Jianghui said calmly, "This is commonplace in the Tower of Reincarnation."
"The Devil Tower claims it never draws in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and never damages the world's spiritual vitality in the slightest. But every cultivation method, spell, and divine ability it practices... is wicked and brings disaster wherever it goes!"
"It may not need to directly draw spiritual vitality from heaven and earth, but what it devours is the foundation of other cultivators and living beings!"
The other righteous cultivators listened and nodded slightly.
A Grand Elder from Jiuyi Mountain said gravely, "Pei Ling's foundation is truly formidable."
"Ordinary Prodigies can't even hope to match him!"
"Against the Tribulation Crossing-stage 'Five Plagues' Old Devil, he can still maintain his Dao Integration Mid Stage cultivation even now."
"If this were some other Dao Integration late-stage cultivator, their cultivation would probably have fallen to the Void Return Stage by now, or even the Deity Transformation Realm!"
Zhong Kui Youzhi explained, "That's one of Pei Ling's methods. The more severely he's injured, the stronger he becomes."
"Otherwise, his cultivation would have already fallen to the early stage of Dao Integration at the very least."
In the distant air, three Grand Elders from Yanxi City stood shoulder to shoulder. Their battle-worn armor reflected a cold gleam beneath the blazing sun.
The one in the middle said gravely,