Over the next hundred years, undercurrents surged throughout the entire Third Region. Countless prodigies stopped slaughtering one another and instead began lying in wait specifically for the older generation of powerhouses.
Countless factions were destroyed as a result.
As innumerable factions fell, vast amounts of resources flowed into their pockets.
Having tasted the sweetness of it, these prodigies grew even more delighted.
What did they usually kill each other for? For the most part, it was cultivation resources.
Cultivation resources within the Star River Cosmos were exceedingly scarce, and since they were all Golden Immortals, resources useful to Golden Immortals were even scarcer.
After killing those older powerhouses, they discovered a truth.
Everyone was dirt poor. How many resources could they possibly gain by killing each other?
Killing just one old fellow was enough to sustain their cultivation for tens of thousands of years.
From then on, the entire Third Region fell completely into chaos, and countless worlds were shattered by battle.
The tribulation aura grew ever more turbulent throughout the Third Region. Even powerhouses at the sixth or even seventh level of the Golden Immortal realm were secretly alarmed upon seeing it.
Previously, the tribulation aura had still been within controllable bounds. As long as one did not go out and honestly secluded oneself in closed cultivation, the tribulation aura would not seek them out.
But now, even if one entered closed cultivation, the tribulation aura would catch their scent and cling to them.
Tribulation aura was made up of all manner of tangled karmic threads. Once it latched onto someone, trouble would come knocking through every conceivable means, finding them in every possible way.
And then came eternal damnation.
"Damn it, just who is this Ye Lin? Which family's brat is he? Damn it all."
Within the Starry