Within the sand table's projection, the Fierce Beast Camp had gradually condensed into a surging "sea of sha qi." Dozens of enormous vortices could vaguely be seen within it. At the center of every vortex stood a gray-black pillar of light that shot into the sky, constantly radiating dense Fierce Sha Qi.
"The number of Sources of Sha Qi has increased from the initial three to thirty-nine. And every one of them is far larger than before. It seems the fierce beasts haven't been idle these past years," Lin Yan said to everyone.
Sha qi could be called the source of the fierce beasts' power. In an environment dense with sha qi, their combat strength multiplied, and they recovered extremely quickly. But when ordinary living beings entered sha qi, their spiritual power would be continuously eroded and their souls fouled, causing their combat strength to plummet.
Yet all these Sources of Sha Qi lay deep within the Fierce Beast Camp, guarded by layers of troops. Sealing or destroying them would be no easy task; at least with the Myriad Spirits Defense Army's current strength, it was impossible. But if they allowed these Sources of Sha Qi to spew sha qi so freely, then as one side waned and the other waxed, the war ahead would only become harder to fight.
"The range has grown larger, and the concentration is higher as well." Di Jun's expression was grave. "At this rate, in another hundred years or so, this sha qi will cover our camp. When that happens, whether we fight or retreat, our army will have to make a decision."
"Not only that," Lin Yan added, "these newly formed Sources of Sha Qi are not distributed at random. I feel that, based on their current positions, they seem to faintly form