Two days earlier, Lu Yiye had used some inexplicable means to summon the Vermilion Bird of the Four Symbols Sacred Beasts, wiping out more than two hundred Myriad Demon Ridge Cultivators in the Core Region in one fell swoop. Such an unimaginably powerful method would surely place an unimaginable burden on any cultivator.
Afterward, Jujia, who had rushed over, received him and fled deep into the Myriad Poison Forest. Everyone had thought his days were numbered, that the poison would flare up and kill him before long.
Yet two days had now passed, and that bastard was still alive and well. His illustrious name remained conspicuously on the Spirit Stream Rankings—it had not vanished.
How could he possibly still be alive?!
The Myriad Demon Ridge side found this especially impossible to understand.
Even if he was proficient in the Formation Dao and could use formations to create a suitable environment for himself, he had already been deeply poisoned during his journey into the Myriad Poison Forest. There was no reason he should still be dragging out a miserable existence.
Perhaps... maybe... possibly he was about to die?
Clinging to that expectation, the Myriad Demon Ridge cultivators gathered outside the Myriad Poison Forest continued waiting.
As long as Lu Yiye remained alive, they could not rest easy. They would stand guard here until they watched that calamity star die in the Myriad Poison Forest with their own eyes.
During their wait, unpleasant news quickly spread: the Vast Sky Alliance was intercepting and killing Myriad Demon Ridge cultivators rushing in from every direction, and their side had already suffered considerable losses.
This had been expected. With such a massive operation by the Myriad Demon Ridge, the Vast Sky Alliance would certainly respond. However, the Vast Sky Alliance had gathered fewer people than