Heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys... every one looked so beautiful and enticing...
When he finally managed to escape the illusion of that sea of flowers, he discovered to his horror that a trace of the most evil, filthy aura within the canopy of sky had already been silently planted in his Dantian. As his Spiritual Power circulated through his body, it was slowly infecting him from head to toe.
The elder tried several times, but could not expel that pitch-black, evil aura from his body.
He raised his head, looking at the sect leader's back, and asked in a trembling voice, "Sect Leader... just what... formation did you have those people activate?"
At last, the sect leader slowly turned around.
But his face remained hidden behind black cloth, and his voice still had that same tone that made it impossible to tell whether he was male or female.
The elders could not distinguish truth from falsehood in his words, but at that moment, they would rather the sect leader had been lying.
For the sect leader merely said coldly:
"Actually, it isn't a formation.
"It's just that calling it a formation makes it a little easier for me to accept.
"Because its real name sounds quite terrifying.
"When I first heard that I was to bring it into the human world, my expression was exactly like yours now.
"It's called... the Asura Ghost Prison.
"Right now, a hundred thousand Ghost-Blood Asuras are hiding within that canopy of sky, waiting to descend upon you."
The elder clenched his teeth, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, his voice hoarse. "Ghost-Blood Asuras? A hundred thousand? You mean... you gathered a hundred thousand living people here to use them as Asura Seeds?"
The sect leader nodded and said, "Not just a hundred thousand