The death rate wasn’t low!
It wasn’t as if the Hell King bloodline didn’t have any old fogeys. They all knew the same principle, which was that if they sealed themselves for too long, they would die sooner or later. Only by continuously becoming stronger and constantly changing new blood could the sacred clan become the Overlord.
In places where the ten thousand clans couldn’t see, they killed countless people, and casualties were common. They weren’t just a bunch of pompous people.
Yu Xi glanced at them. At this moment, everyone was above their heads, but the people below didn’t notice them. A faint membrane appeared around them. It was the sky-deceiving formation that was set up by the purple water.
