The members of the Star-Devouring Clan were all screaming.
The swelling power felt as though it were tearing their bodies apart.
Even the twenty-four members of the Star-Devouring Clan felt somewhat swollen and sore all over.
And now they had discovered something very strange.
Although Ying Huaixu and his group were not as outrageous as Ye Ningshuang, who could swallow them outright...
Why did they keep getting stronger the more they fought?
And was there anything normal about how quickly their cultivation was rising?
They had been at the first layer of the Dao Seal stage when they entered.
How long had it been, and they were already at the third layer?
They knew that Hongmeng World was the highest plane.
But weren't the geniuses from that plane a little too despair-inducing?
"That's not right..."
One of the Star-Devouring Ancestors suddenly noticed something.
"Other than the people from the Divine Firmament Sword Sect, the other sects have improved their cultivation too, but nowhere near as quickly."
"And the disciples of the other sects seem to have improved because of inheritances or fortuitous opportunities."
"But the people from the Divine Firmament Sword Sect have had no such opportunities. Their strength just increases. It looks as though they grow stronger by killing our people."
Everyone froze.
Was this another Ye Ningshuang?
Were their methods simply less direct than hers?
If that was true, how were they supposed to deal with Ying Huaixu and his group next?
Everyone turned to the Star-Devouring Clan Chief.
The Star-Devouring Clan Chief rubbed his temples.
"This is a deadlock. Whether or not they can increase their cultivation by killing enemies, we have to keep sending troops to surround and wipe them out."
"Otherwise, we'd have to make our people slit their own throats en masse, without being