Were living people sealed off from their five senses, their limbs severed, their towering resentment used to nurture these grotesque insects?
Su Che was exceedingly curious about what exactly something tied to a Destiny Pattern was.
For across the universe, beyond this world, there was rarely any such thing as a Destiny Pattern. And those who seemed to devote effort to such matters were only White Deer Grotto, situated in the Central Land.
Could there be some connection between these grotesque insects and Destiny Patterns?
Su Che watched the grotesque insect constantly writhing across Xue Qingluo's palm, his thoughts growing ever deeper.
"If I had not used the Subtle Nether Demon Domain to loom high in the heavens, I would never have sensed such profound resentment beneath the Myriad Spirits Sect. Across the entire sect, there are nine more pits like this within my perception."
As Xue Qingluo spoke, she looked toward Ye Yin.
"This single Corpse Nest contains over ten thousand living corpses. With nine nests in all, and accounting for the usual losses, who knew how many lives it would take? I fear the Southern Wastes cannot afford to supply them..."
Ye Yin's face darkened like still water.
"Who would have thought the Myriad Spirits Sect could be so filthy..."
"We spared you because we wanted you to bear witness, so that no one could bite and claw at us someday, claiming that this mountain of corpses and sea of blood was the work of the few of us."
Xue Qingluo said coldly, "This world truly has turned upside down. It has actually come to the point where we of the Holy Sect cherish human lives."
Su Che looked down at the nest below, which was still twisting and wriggling.
Who would have thought that today's mistake would