Though he wanted to save these little cultivators, the tall, gaunt man in black was ultimately only an artifact spirit. There was nothing he could do. At this moment, he was even more concerned about this: "I've already reported this to the Inspector. I hope the Inspector can arrive in time and kill this newly advanced World-Class Chaotic Origin Life. Otherwise, if he escapes, that will mean one more calamity."
Even while imprisoned and tortured in such dire straits within the Sacred Realm, he had still managed to break through. His bloodline was noble as well. Once he escaped, no one could say what the future might hold. Judging by the potential he had displayed, he might even have hopes of reaching the peak of World-Class Chaotic Origin Life.
"Ho ho~~" Eight thousand li tall, upon his skin...