As an enormous pass appeared on the horizon, like a giant beast crouching atop a spirit mountain, all the cultivators aboard the spirit vessel breathed a sigh of relief.
Even Ye Jingcheng felt a lingering chill of fear.
Fortunately, someone had intervened at the last moment—whether Soul Destroyer or the Dao-Questioning Locust of the Azure-Green Continent, he did not know—and used spiritual arts to hold back the Jade Soul Race, the Yaksha Race, and the other alien races.
Otherwise, if they had been entangled a little longer and the Human Race had no further contingency, they would have been in danger.
Moreover, at that moment, his mind was filled with the scene of the Five Jade Gate's Void Refinement cultivator dying.
After killing the cultivator, that eighth-stage being had still been rummaging through the Grotto-Heaven and storage bags, probably searching for something.
Ye Jingcheng also suspected that the Jade Soul Race had taken things out of context and spread word that human Void Refinement cultivators with five spiritual roots had obtained the Blessed Land's inheritance.
That was what had prompted the Yaksha Race and the Baleful Ghost Race to mobilize like this and attack those human Void Refinement cultivators with five spiritual roots.
Among those he had been watching just now, two Void Refinement cultivators with five spiritual roots had fallen.
And in this siege, the number of human Void Refinement cultivators who had died had reached nine.
He reckoned that the Divine Source Valley would have to increase its Void Return Pill commissions again!
In one respect, that was actually a good thing.
"Junior Brother, remember to handle that yaksha properly. Unlike ordinary members of the Demon Race, its divine soul is corrosive, and a contract can backlash against your divine soul, even affecting your reason. Its wings, however,