Blood mist shrouded the bodies of the three individuals, their figures roughly doubling in size.
Their muscles bulged significantly, and their skin had turned a dark purple color.
Their hands transformed into claw-like appendages, with fingernails several dozen centimeters long.
"This is," Jiang Li said with a grave expression as he watched the scene unfold.
The three figures in the sky roared, and their aura broke through from the initial Saint Vein Realm, surging into the Divine Vein Realm in one fell swoop.
Even though the eighth Vein Gate had not been opened, their strength was already at the level of the Divine Vein Realm.
"Those who have sold their souls can no longer be considered human," Jiang Summit said profoundly.
"Forcibly increasing their strength, yet by doing so, they have severed their own future on the Martial Path."
"Ancestor, your injury," Jiang Li said with some worry.
"It's nothing," Jiang Summit shook his head slightly.
