As time slowly passed, Huang Xiaolong’s party of four killed an uncountable number of disciples.

Ten billion miles away, nearly all the mountain peaks were blasted to dust as craters could be seen everywhere on the ground. Every single crater was so deep that the bottom was not visible.

As the Thirty-Six Petaled Green Lotus neared the end of its transformation, resplendent rays of green light filled the skies. Medicinal fragrance entered the noses of everyone around the mountain range, and the disciples charged towards the barrier with a newfound fervor.

After receiving their respective leaders’ orders, the disciples’ eyes turned bloodshot as they no longer cared about their lives. It was as though life had lost all meaning for them.

The killing intent in Huang Xiaolong’s eyes increased...