In the pitch-black wilderness, a tree that reached the sky glowed divinely. The area north of the huge tree was a mess. Countless destroyed Sword Emanations Race beings lay there, along with countless Lunar Beast corpses. The green blood was splattered across the ground, causing the air to reek with the smell of death. The stench caused Jiang Yi to want to vomit.
In between the corpses and the divine tree, hundreds of thousands of Sword Emanations Race continued to stand firm like stone sculptures. They did not have any sign of life about them, and they were so silent that onlookers would be fearful of them. In the middle of this group of Sword Emanations Race beings was a youth dressed in white robes, seated on the ground and hugging his guqin. There was fresh blood on the guqin, and the upper half of the man's body was slumped atop it. His face was devoid of color, and fresh blood spewed out of his mouth.
The scene was extremely strange indeed!
