After hearing Ye Zheng's answer, Chen Changsheng thought for a moment and said, "Each time you conduct a Blood Sacrifice, you consume roughly thirty million living beings."
"That number is truly rather small."
Everyone: ???
The moment those words were spoken, everyone present looked at Chen Changsheng with terrified eyes.
Thirty million was still too few? Are you even a good person?
Ignoring their stares, Chen Changsheng continued on his own, "The continent beneath your feet is more than five times the size of an ordinary Great World."
"Simply put, its population should naturally be more than five times that of a Great World as well."
"Even if you only performed a Blood Sacrifice on one-fifth of this region, the number of living beings should still be in the billions."
"Yet one Blood Sacrifice of yours can only consume around thirty million living beings. That is enough to show that the density of life on this continent has already become exceedingly sparse."
After sighing, Chen Changsheng lowered his head and looked at Ye Zheng again.
"Did you turn these two remains into this, or did you happen to discover them?"
"I happened to discover them."
"Do you have any last words?"
As soon as his words fell, Ye Zheng's pupils instantly dilated. He then began frantically kowtowing and begging for mercy.
"Spare me, my lord! Spare me, my lord!"
"I'll never dare do it again. Please let me off this once."
Facing Ye Zheng's pleas, Chen Changsheng was not angry in the slightest. He merely said calmly, "You needn't beg me so humbly."
"As a cultivator, you should have a cultivator's backbone."
"Using the blood essence of these two remains to cultivate is your path to survival. Performing Blood Sacrifices upon living beings is also your means of becoming stronger."