Boom!
As the Demonic Ape's body shrank rapidly, the Dragon Transformation Pool swiftly pressed downward as well.
The tremendous impact compressed the pit below even further.
It also stirred up vast clouds of dust.
The Demonic Ape still struggled with all its might, but could not stop the light of the Dragon Transformation Pool from enveloping it on all sides.
"Haha! Good!"
"We're finally going to capture this Demonic Ape!"
The cultivators around it who had steadied themselves all showed the relief of surviving a disaster and the wild joy of witnessing the Demonic Ape's capture.
Guarding the protective sect grand formation, Mei Shan glanced over the Demonic Ape below, but felt not the slightest joy.
Only heaviness:
"This campaign has gotten off to a bad start!"
They had yet to crush the Myriad Phenomena Sect, the most ordinary in strength among the Great Jin Three Sects and One Clan, and a single mountain-guarding spirit beast had already cost them over twenty large ships and more than seventy Nascent Soul Cultivators, to say nothing of the Gold Core Cultivators piloting those ships. Their losses were enormous.
After all, the Myriad Phenomena Sect was only the beginning. After it came the Longevity Sect, with a Spirit Transformation cultivator presiding over it, the exceedingly mysterious Wandering Immortal Temple, whose possession of a Spirit Transformation cultivator remained unknown, and the Primordial Demon Sect, which the Emperor of Sui had long yearned to conquer...
The Emperor of Sui could disregard these losses.
With the Dragon Transformation Pool's help, Great Sui's cultivators advanced extremely quickly anyway, producing dozens of Nascent Soul Cultivators every year.
Although their foundations were somewhat weaker than those of normal Nascent Soul Cultivators, sufficient numbers would be enough.
But he had to care.
After all, without these Nascent Soul Cultivators, his