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"You willingly sank into depravity. Death was too good for you!"
The uncanny young man stood atop the Nine-Colored Auspicious Clouds, staring coldly at the thin man's lifeless body without a trace of pity.
Although ordinary Human Race cultivators were controlled by the Evil Soul Seal, they did not lose their minds. They simply had no choice but to become puppets of the evil fiend.
This thin man was clearly different.
The Evil Soul Seal had not activated, which meant that neither the terrifying evil fiend nor the Evil Spirit Clone was controlling him.
Yet he had betrayed his own race, utterly discarded his identity as a human, and treated himself as nothing more than a vassal of the evil spirits!
"He wasn't the first disgrace to his race, and he won't be the last..."
The uncanny young man put away his dark green sword and glanced once more toward the top of the steep peak. Then he turned and flew deeper into the mountains.
Recklessly entering the Spirit Plant Temple was clearly unwise.
He had to pick them off one by one, weaken the evil spirits as much as possible, then storm the temple in one furious push and seize the Ancient Swords!
Time flew by.
Before he knew it, nearly half a month had passed since Lin Mo arrived on the Spirit Origin Continent.
"Something isn't quite right..."
Atop the steep peak in the nameless mountain range, an alluring man wreathed in gray-black currents of air unconsciously furrowed his brow.
Before him, two human elders in white robes knelt on one knee. Eerie red light flickered constantly in their eyes, and their auras alternated between strong and weak.
Behind them stood several hundred more Human Race cultivators, their pupils all flashing red. Clearly, the Evil Soul Seal