When Lu Ye made his move, Ma Shangsi did not disturb him and merely stood guard nearby.
Every movement within the Blood Sea lay within his perception, so he had clearly sensed the Stone Race cultivator's change just now. He was deeply astonished by his Sacred Venerable's miraculous methods.
Yet the situation before him left him somewhat unable to make sense of it.
"What is going on?" Ma Shangsi asked.
That Stone Race cultivator had already been reversed. There was no reason for this Filth Clan member to die. If there was any difference between the two, it was the state of their minds.
From all the Filth Clan members they had encountered so far, they could be divided into two types. One had no consciousness and acted purely on instinct; the other retained their reason.
Most Filth Clan members belonged to the former type, while the latter made up only a very small portion. The former were generally driven by the latter.
That Stone Race cultivator had belonged to the type that retained its reason, while this dead Filth Clan member had been the type without consciousness.
Lu Ye guessed that the different fates of the two Filth Clan members whose Filth Power he had burned away were likely related to this.
"Do not waste your efforts on these Filth Clan members. Their wills have been worn away by filth and completely replaced by it. Even if you save them, all that will remain is an empty shell!" The Stone Race cultivator Lu Ye had just saved strode over. Looking at the dead Filth Clan member before him, he could not help feeling the sorrow of a rabbit grieving for a dead fox.
Lu Ye understood. Turning to look at him, he asked, "So only those Filth Clan members