All that remained on Lotus Leaf Island was a field of shattered glazed tiles. Spilled colors drifted everywhere. If not for the paper figures roaming about and cleaning up the battlefield, the scene would have looked magnificent.
Unfortunately, that colorful mist was made up of the Origin Race's "household heads." Paired with the tide of snow-white paper figures, it only looked more sinister.
After collecting those "household heads" into an alchemy furnace, Chu Mo patted its wall. "These really are superior spirit materials. Their entire bodies form seamless wholes, and even the composition barely differs between individuals. They can all be refined together. How can there be a race in this world born so perfectly suited to being materials?" he murmured.
Moreover, since the Origin Race consisted of qi lifeforms, they could be refined into high-quality pills without any supplementary ingredients, as though the race had been born to be "eaten."
"What a shame. Alchemy isn't my forte."
Chu Mo shook his head. Although he had acquired alchemical techniques from High Person Xueying's legacy, this was his first encounter with the Origin Race. Asking him to refine pills without a specific formula was rather too much.
"My lord." Bai Ju approached Chu Mo and cupped his hands. "Every member of the Origin Race on this island has been executed. According to the souls we captured, an island called the Twenty-Sixth District lies a short distance west. Many members of the Azure Race live there as well."
As he spoke, he inwardly shook his head.
Those Origin Race banner spirits had spilled everything about the Twenty-Sixth District: how many people lived on the island, where its defensive weaknesses lay...
Whatever they had been like in life, once captured by his lord's Profound Banner, they lost all control over their own fate