"Still not enough."
Jue Ming savored the wonders of [Karmic Severance] and licked the corner of his mouth.
With every person he killed, this divine ability could transform the cause of slaughter and the effect of death into formless, intangible [karma], storing it temporarily.
When needed, he could pour all that accumulated [karma] into his other divine abilities, making their power surge in an instant.
The more deeply that "karma" accumulated, the more terrifying the eventual amplification would be.
The blood river seizes the three treasures, Karmic Severance draws in Karmic Force, and with the [Interest-Bearing Loan] I borrowed from the Upper Mound Commerce Association, I should be able to trade a few blows with Bai Du. As Jue Ming pondered this, his hands never paused. Lives continued to perish, becoming streams of [karma] that flowed into his hands. High overhead, a flying boat the color of red rosy clouds was passing over the sanctuary.
At its bow, Bai Du withdrew his gaze from the towering blood qi below and turned to complain to the disciple piloting the cloud boat beside him:
"These killing fiends from the Life-Ending Society really do slaughter wherever they go, leaving not even a blade of grass alive.
How did your Immortal Garden let people like that slip in? Don't you know living natives are more valuable?"
The disciple steering the boat seemed to have an honest, guileless face. At those words, he merely chuckled, scratched his head, and replied:
"True Person Bai, this disciple is merely at Foundation Establishment. How could I know what the True Persons of Yuan have arranged?"
Bai Du gave him a sidelong look, quite speechless:
"You don't know this, you don't know that. What did Fellow Daoist Sushang send you here for? To be a mute who can only