Somewhere in Linhai City's underground garbage dump.
A blood-red vortex spun incessantly, occasionally sending out ripples of energy.
At that moment, two figures stood before the blood-red vortex. After a while, one of them spoke.
"This is definitely the work of the Myriad Spirits Holy Hall!"
Zhuo Li's eyes flickered, and her face took on a grave expression. She was no longer as flippant as before.
Suddenly, Zhuo Li stretched out a hand.
The Corrupt Abyss Blood Mist drifting around the Blood-colored Vortex seemed to be pulled by some inexplicable force, streaming toward Zhuo Li.
Qin Chen watched without any intention of warning her.
This woman was a Star Gang Realm powerhouse. If the blood mist could affect even her, the Myriad Spirits Holy Hall would have conquered the world long ago.
The wisp of Corrupt Abyss Blood Mist did not disperse in Zhuo Li's hand. Instead, it swirled as if it were alive.
Zhuo Li stared intently at the wisp of blood mist. After a long silence, she spoke:
"This blood mist contains killing urges and resentment. If someone comes into contact with it, they'll indeed become the mindless killing puppets you described!"
"However, this stuff only works on Martial Artists below the Star Vein Realm and ordinary people. It poses little threat to Martial Artists in the Star Vein Realm or above!"
"But if this stuff were to erupt in a city, it could indeed destroy the entire city!"
"More than 99 percent of the people in Linhai City are below the Star Vein Realm, and ordinary people make up a large portion of them. They'd have no way to resist this blood mist!"
At that, Zhuo Li paused.
An intense killing intent surged around her.
"Those bastards from the Myriad Spirits Holy Hall haven't learned their lesson