Before long, Xia Ziyi met the Immortal Alliance cultivators waiting for him on the spirit peak.
They had all come from the Earthly Immortal Continent, born into its great blessed lands and major sects. Yet now they showed not a trace of arrogance. Instead, their faces were clouded with worry. When they saw Xia Ziyi approach, they merely sighed softly, looking utterly dispirited.
"Elders, I've returned from Riverside Province and several other places. The plague is spreading farther and farther. If we don't take measures soon, I fear even our Cloud Province will be in danger."
Xia Ziyi bowed to the cultivators, his expression grave, then told them what he had seen and heard.
Recently, he had visited several continents across multiple provinces and discovered that dozens of mortal kingdoms, sects, and aristocratic clans, hundreds upon thousands of cities and market districts, and hundreds of millions of people had already fallen into the grip of a terrifying plague that boiled their blood.
This seasonal plague, developed by the Puppeteer Dao Path, had undergone rapid mutations after repeated cross-infections. Some of its properties targeting cultivators' gang essence and magic power had already begun taking effect on cultivators in the middle and late stages of Qi Refining.
Everywhere Xia Ziyi went, everything he saw and heard was a scene of inhuman horror. White bones stretching for ten thousand miles and lands devoid of inhabitants had become commonplace.
This weaponized virus was bringing about a slaughter unlike anything he had witnessed in his life, wiping out populations as cleanly as a razor shaved a head.
Thus, after finishing his account, Xia Ziyi could not help commenting, "Those Puppet Masters are truly vile. Anyone spreading such a plague has utterly lost their mind!"
"I heard that other inspection envoys discovered small groups of Puppet