Underground, in the Formless Land, all the High-level Cultivators of the Lauder clan who could still move had gathered together.
Even those who could not move begged their fellow disciples to carry them.
Even if their joints had been clogged by yellow crystals, even if their blood vessels had been blocked, even if their nerves had turned into instruments of torture running through their bodies, as cultivators, their vital essence and mana still remained.
They were dying anyway...
"Nothing but broken bodies—if we can help our clan survive this calamity, what does it matter!" The leader of the Mige Sect tightened the magical artifact held by his rear pair of limbs against the front pair.
Though they had no idea what had happened...
Though entrusting everything to an outsider was foolish beyond measure...
If that unfamiliar Immortal Devil could save the Lauders, whose extinction was already foreordained, then this battle could not possibly be meaningless.
The leader of the Mige Sect looked around once more. For a moment, he was dazed.
This was the only battle before which they had not exchanged vital essence.
Any one of them might have been contaminated by the Yellow Crystal Curse, so anyone's vital essence might be compromised.
No one needed to leave behind a final descendant.
But that was all right!
He climbed high one last time and said, "In that instant just now... the instant the Yellow Crystal Devil's power clashed with that unknown Immortal Devil's power, I briefly sensed the true nature of the yellow crystal's power."
"The yellow crystal's power carries a certain will. That devil can freely control its strength and growth. But the technique used by that unfamiliar Immortal Devil happened to sever the Yellow Crystal Devil's will."
"In other words, once we leave this shelter, we will