When Tao Zhengyu followed Yiyi into New Moon Sect's camp, the scene he saw was one he would never forget for the rest of his life.
Mangled corpses lay scattered every which way across the ground. The earth was covered in splattered blood, and following the trail marked out by those corpses and that blood, they arrived before New Moon Sect's Heaven's Mystery Hall.
On the steps of Heaven's Mystery Hall, a figure sat there casually, his body covered in blood. A long saber rested at his side, and over the surface of that figure's body, purple lightning power roamed in all directions like spirit snakes.
Just looking at that purple lightning gave Tao Zhengyu an extremely uncomfortable feeling. It was hard to imagine what kind of torment one would suffer being wrapped in such purple lightning.
And inside Heaven's Mystery Hall behind that figure, a blood stench that shot to the skies permeated the air. At the very least, a dozen or twenty corpses were piled up within.
This was the Core Region. Every cultivator here was at least at Tier Nine or even above.
But these cultivators, who in Tao Zhengyu's eyes stood high above others, now all lay in pools of blood, the warmth of their corpses gradually fading.
Along the way, the corpses he had seen numbered around fifty.
Gazing at the figure seated on the steps, Tao Zhengyu suddenly felt as if he were looking up at a towering mountain. In that instant, he clearly sensed that the mountain before him was one he would find difficult to cross in his entire life.
This was his sect's Fifth Senior Brother!
Several months ago, with his strength alone, he had suppressed the entire Myriad Demon Ridge until none dared make a sound. On the day he