All the Cultivators watching outside the village fell silent.
From the appearance of the first wave of the dark tide to its end, less than an hour had passed, yet it cost the lives of four Nascent Souls and twenty-one Golden Core Evil Subjugators.
They had filled the void through sheer sacrifice.
The Evil Subjugators beside them cried uncontrollably—being special Spiritual Beasts, they had intelligence not inferior to that of the Human Clan.
Living together for a long time, their bonds naturally went without saying.
They were crying so hard they nearly fainted.
The only one who did not cry was Chen Yao, who had taken human form.
Standing next to Song He, her tone was cold as she said:
"Friend Song, please give your orders on what needs to be done next."
This Demon Defying young woman, who looked no more than twenty-eight years old, matured rapidly after witnessing all her elders die.
