High in the sky, the stench of blood filled the air.
She stared at the blood mist bursting below and the true spirit slowly fading away.
"No..."
Zhou Yan's thoughts were a chaotic mess, her mind almost completely blank!
Things... were spiraling utterly out of control!
Just half a quarter of an hour ago, they had been chatting and laughing aboard the Star Skiff, her junior brothers and sisters gloating over the treasure medicine they had acquired.
They had still been discussing the rewards awaiting them back at the sect!
But now, the fellow disciples she had known for so long were dying gruesome deaths before her eyes, one after another!
And as their leader, Zhou Yan had been unable to salvage anything from beginning to end. All she could do was watch it happen!
"AAAAAH-!!!"
Overwhelming grief, fury, and self-reproach finally shattered Zhou Yan's reason.
As that agonized roar erupted.
Rumble!
A sword aura even stronger than before exploded from Zhou Yan's slender body!
The sword qi transformed into a silver-white dragon ten thousand feet long, effortlessly scattering the dark clouds and letting the bright moonlight shine once more over this hellish stretch of sky!
"I'll make you pay with your life!!"
Zhou Yan's eyes were bloodshot as she fixed her gaze on Ye Li in the distance.
The divine power within her surged wildly, burning through her life force, and had already reached the greatest heights of her life!
Cultivators in the eternal life realm had long since shed their mortal limitations, transforming both their bodies and souls.
For mortals, blind rage was poison.
But for experts at their level, it could become the most violent fuel, granting them a small increase in combat power!
There were even cultivators in the Primordial Sea who practiced methods that kept