After leaving the Black-Gold Great Hall, Yue Wen returned to Verdant Island.
Many great figures in the history of the human race had become fallen immortals, joining the ranks of those who devoured living beings to extend their lives. It sounded horrifying, but he was not overly surprised. After all, he had known about the Longevity Sect long ago. He simply had not expected things to be so serious that even most of the Immortal Treasures Forbidden Grounds had originated this way.
This did not weigh down his mood. Da Long was right: even so, the Human Realm remained stable and prosperous. This meant that many even stronger people were still protecting the world. Those who willingly fell into becoming evil spirits could only hide within forbidden grounds, never daring to see daylight.
The fallen immortals accumulated over generations were vast in number. As the Spiritual Energy Revival continued over the years, they were gradually awakening. This might make the Human Realm's situation increasingly dire... but the Human Realm would also have more and more powerful cultivators. These demons, monsters, and evil spirits would ultimately be slain.
Yue Wen tightened his grip on his sword.
As long as those people dropped Evil-Suppressing Money, he would not mind becoming one of their slayers.
No.
Even if they did not drop Evil-Suppressing Money, he would kill them if he could.
Although he knew it was difficult for those living immortals who had led glorious lives to accept a lonely, dismal end, and could understand the mindset behind their choice, their desire to continue living at the cost of devouring others was unforgivable.
Of course, battles on that level were not something he needed to consider at present.
The pressing matter in his cultivation now was the major hurdle of condensing his Dharma