The skies above the Withered Bone Sect's mountain gate
The Withered Bone Sect's Sect Master, at Foundation Establishment Great Perfection, and its Grand Elder, at Foundation Establishment Late Stage, smiled as they watched the lines of mortal blood-food being led down the road.
"The sect has bred a little less blood-food over the past hundred years. We'll have to encourage them to do better."
"Indeed. With these ten thousand blood-food, those two Jade Marrow Pills can also be refined on schedule, giving the two of us two more chances to achieve Core Formation."
"Too bad we failed to break through the Immortal Alliance's defenses. Otherwise, with the Immortal Alliance's vast supply of nourishment, all of them cultivators, achieving Nascent Soul would be within our grasp!"
The Withered Bone Sect's Sect Master gazed greedily toward the distant location of the Immortal Alliance Ancestral Star.
"A bunch of worthless fools who rely on external objects."
"Once the three great sects defeat the Immortal Alliance Golden Core cultivators of this small plane, the Immortal Alliance cultivators of this world will serve as a catalyst. Then the three great sects will surely produce a Nascent Soul True Lord."
The Withered Bone Sect's Grand Elder laughed scornfully.
Although everyone in the Immortal Alliance had a Spiritual Root, the damaged Great Dao made it difficult for them to comprehend the Dao after birth. At the same realm and with the same aptitude, their combat strength was inferior to that of the cultivation civilizations of the Outer Heavens.
If not for those bizarre, unpredictable Artifact Refining creations, they would have been defeated by the three great Middle Planes long ago.
And this time, their Blood River Demon Realm had plotted for thousands of years. Four Spirit Transformation Venerables had not hesitated to damage part of their origins