"They seem different from the weird beings I encountered before!" Light of time flowed through Qin Tian's eyes as he gazed through the mist and reached his conclusion.
"Interesting. The arrivals actually aren't weird beings!"
No sooner had he spoken than humanoid beings emerged from the passage one after another, radiating immortal light, sacred and serene.
Each had weird runes affixed to their body, their auras resembling the Soul River's, allowing them to avoid contamination by its substance and stand upon the Soul River for a time.
After all, not everyone was Qin Tian, capable of treating the Soul River's substance as resources for cultivation.
"You aren't weird beings," Qin Tian said with certainty.
Immortal light surrounded them. Although weird auras clung to them, no weird substance flowed within their bodies. They were all Immortal Kings from various parts of the Myriad Heavens and Worlds.
Qin Tian looked around at these immensely aged Immortal Kings and came to an understanding. They did not resemble monarchs among immortals, but rather doddering old men of the mortal world.
Every one of them had been tormented beyond recognition.
"You're beings imprisoned in the Soul River, aren't you?" Qin Tian had roamed the Soul River for years and killed more than one of its beings. Whether because of confidence or some other reason, he did not know.
In any case, Qin Tian had easily obtained the information he wanted from their primordial spirits.
He had learned the specifics of the Four Great Vanguard Forces. As the vanguard of weirdness, the Four Great Forces had clearly defined duties.
The Soul River served as a prison, holding Immortal King-level beings as a hidden reserve of energy.
Once a battle spiraled out of control, they would sacrifice the imprisoned Immortal Kings as offerings, holding a minor sacrifice