High in the dome of heaven, Master Sixth laughed. However, it was a laughter of pain and mourning, filled with indescribable grief that, over the years of being bottled up, had turned into madness. The Seastar patriarch had been crushed over and over again in his hands. But the patriarch had a gruish divine ability to be reborn after being destroyed. And that ability was driving Master Sixth into even deeper madness. The deeper his pain and grief, the more his killing intent raged to heaven. Apparently, he was skinning the patriarch alive, sending down chunks of bloody flesh to be incinerated by the fires below. Yet his hatred had not been sated.

Down below, Xu Qing’s eyes were completely bloodshot. He was also in a state of madness. From the moment he landed on the island until he reached the ancestral temple, any Seastar he saw ended up dead.

He waved his right hand, causing a dagger of balefire to appear, which he slashed through the throat of a Seastar cultivator....