Lin Xi looked at the ground covered in bloodstains. He bent down, picking up the four transparent bead fragments.

He actually didn’t want to immediately kill Shentu Nian or the white clothed swords master, at the very least, he wanted to learn a bit about what the bead’s uses were from them.

Only, right now, he was only a cultivator who used up his soul force. In his line of sight, there were only cultivators who had no soul force left, there was no one who could capture Shentu Nian or this white clothed sword master at all.

…

The Purgatory Mountain Divine Adjudicators who lost the support of soul force also long lost their usual dignified and prideful appearances.

Even if they were only facing an ordinary Yunqin army, they already lost their confidence. At this time, even the red divine robes that fully displayed their brilliance seemed suffocatingly heavy.

Shentu Nian fell, passing away, this even more so made these Purgatory Mountain Divine Adjudicators fall into complete despair.

“Kill him!”

A Purgatory Mountain Divine Adjudicator who was leaning against a wall corner gave this order to the fist-sized, hairy white spider next to him.

He was precisely that Purgatory Mountain Divine...