Shock waves tore across the heavens. The sky wailed, and all things seemed to weep.
"A Saint has fallen!"
In the depths of the universe, a Saint had fallen. The one who struck was another expert at the Saint King level. In the end, a being of that stature had failed to hold back and entered the fray!
With a Saint King joining the fight, that divine medicine finally found its owner.
Boss Jin trembled inwardly. Senior Luo's prophecy came true... a Saint really did fall!
His bloodline was half human and half demon. The Demon Race portion came from the Golden Turtle lineage. Though that blood ran thin, he cultivated their techniques and followed the path of cautious steadiness.
Troubled times are coming. Where should I go from here?
It was not just Boss Jin. Cultivators without powerful backing, just like him, also began to worry deeply about their futures.
Cultivators who had ventured deep into the Emperor Mausoleum searched everywhere for medicine, exploring in every direction. They would even risk bringing annihilation upon their entire sect to find a way to postpone their deaths.
Those who had not ventured deep into the Emperor Mausoleum worried about the future instead. Signs of chaos had already emerged. Even some holy lands and Desolate Ancient Families were growing unsettled. The red curse's effects were too terrifying. It could neither be erased nor dispelled, and anyone afflicted was certain to die. Only divine medicine could postpone that death.
The pavilion closest to the water caught the moonlight first; those guarding the treasure had the easiest time stealing it.
Reports broke one after another that thieves had visited the places where many holy lands stored their divine medicine. Whether the thieves came from within or without was difficult to determine.
Though the holy