Just as the Evil Spirits were bewildered and even thrown into chaos.
Seat of Saints!
The anger on the faces of Emperor Venerable and the others who had returned had faded considerably, replaced by grave expressions.
The present corpse transformation was naturally one of Li Su's plans.
Since they could not stop it, they would join in. Not only join in—they would force the other side into a corner with no way out.
To be honest, when he had first heard of this plan, Emperor Venerable had found it somewhat absurd, difficult to imagine.
But when the virus Li Su had created erupted in the Third World, even Emperor Venerable and the others, despite having prepared beforehand and knowing what would happen next, could not help drawing in a sharp breath, stunned by the sight before them.
It was simply too spectacular.
That colossal tsunami formed from tens of billions of people—even as living beings on the verge of sainthood, they found it difficult to remain calm for a while.
The atmosphere was like watching a world die before their very eyes.
That sense of despair was no less shocking than standing face-to-face with the eighteen levels of hell.
They had to admit, things turning out like this had exceeded Emperor Venerable and the others' expectations.
Because of this, Emperor Venerable and the others could not help becoming worried.
Even for someone in the Billion Dao Realm, even with extraordinary talent, facing numbers exceeding trillions upon trillions of mortals was still no easy matter.
In fact, Li Su's situation was extremely dire at this moment.
His strength, including all of his mental focus, had been poured into maintaining that terrifying virus.
Just as Divine Venerable and the others had previously reported regarding the results brought about by the Human Sect,