A surviving cultivator from Great Li turned deathly pale and collapsed onto the ground.
His eyes were filled with incredulous despair. "Where is the ascension inheritance of a Twelfth Realm great cultivator? Why is a peerless Ninth Realm demon sealed in here?!"
Great Wei's blood-armored commander stood frozen like a wooden chicken as well, his entire body trembling uncontrollably while he gripped the Purple Lightning Sword.
A Ninth Realm demonic beast was the equivalent of an old great cultivator at the Ninth Realm of the Immortal Dao. One finger was enough to grind their motley group of Fifth and Seventh Realm battered remnants into dust.
Su Yueli stood in the shadows, coldly watching this absurd scene. Yet her heart was icy and still as she instantly pieced together the entire chain of cause and effect.
The cultivation world was a place where the strong devoured the weak, cruel to the extreme. Where could there be so many selfless inheritances and fortuitous opportunities specially left behind for later generations to chance upon?
This Twelfth Realm peak great cultivator, who had lived for centuries, perhaps had never intended to leave behind any legacy before his death.
He had deliberately created this Myriad Bones Wasteland secret realm and arranged this great tomb in its inner region merely to cast down a vicious fishing hook, angling for greedy intruders throughout the long years.
He wanted to use the blood essence and remnant souls of countless cultivators over the past several centuries to raise the Early Ninth Realm Heaven-Swallowing Demon Leech in the blood pool!
And his true purpose was to use a secret art to thoroughly tame this Ninth Realm demonic beast, turning it into an unparalleled fleshly vessel for his own remnant soul to possess one day and be reborn into another life!