When Xu Changxing arrived outside the Worship Fire Sect, he discovered that he was still too late.
The place was a complete mess, with busy Worship Fire Sect cultivators everywhere.
They had actually demolished their own sect ahead of time.
I let my guard down. These evil sects are far too good at lying low!
Xu Changxing shook his head, feeling somewhat disappointed.
Those evil sects had clearly realized that they could not contend with him and had gone underground in advance.
Had he indiscriminately slaughtered low-level cultivators during his previous demolitions, he might not even have collected those six million low-grade spirit stones from the Yin-Yang Sect.
The Yin-Yang Sect must have carefully weighed its gains and losses before choosing to pay protection money rather than demolish its premises.
As for the Worship Fire Sect, it was most likely because its reputation was too vile, and it lacked the Yin-Yang Sect's many delicate female cultivators, that it had not dared to follow the Yin-Yang Sect's example.
Spirit stones were becoming harder to earn from evil cultivators, depriving Xu Changxing of a major source of income.
Still, a final shred of hope remained in his heart.
What if some evil sects have more backbone?
With that last shred of hope, Xu Changxing traveled hundreds of thousands of miles by Sword Flight over the next two months, visiting every renowned major evil sect on the continent.
To his speechlessness, most places he passed through were complete messes.
Only two sects had moved a little too slowly, allowing Xu Changxing to collect some spirit stones.
All the remaining Evil Faction sects had gone underground.
In just a few months, the major evil sects that had once been active everywhere had all vanished from the sight of mainstream cultivators.
Only some low-level cultivators