Under the relentless brainwashing of certain rumors, at least half the people had come to believe that refining a Sage's body could bring enormous benefits!
This was actually perfectly understandable. Every high-level martial warrior was akin to a high-grade treasure medicine. When a Black Hole Level powerhouse died, they might even form a Heaven-Earth Fruit. Everyone knew perfectly well what a Heaven-Earth Fruit could do.
Never before had a Sage fallen, so naturally no one knew what consequences would follow after a Sage's death—for instance, whether a Sage's corpse could be used to refine medicine. But everyone was certain of one thing: even a Sage's corpse alone could be called a supreme treasure!
Thus, rumors that refining a Sage's corpse could allow one to advance into the Chaos Realm, and refining all five Sages could make one a new Sage, had absolutely no basis—yet they found an eager market.
Because people wanted to believe it!
How difficult was it to rise into the Chaos Realm? There were only a dozen or so among all the divine beast clans combined, and even fewer among humanity. Now, "all" one had to do was refine a Sage's corpse to become a Chaos Realm cultivator. Who wouldn't want such good fortune to fall upon themselves?
What was more, there was even a chance to become a Sage!
The moment someone shouted, many people immediately rushed into the passageways, afraid that one step too slow would let someone else seize the initiative. There were simply too many powerhouses here—the ancestors of the four divine beasts, and even a Sage.
Zhou Heng looked toward Huotian. Huotian nodded and said, "I can sense Master's aura there!" She pointed at the third passage from the left.
"I can sense it too!" Red Moon nodded as well.
It seemed