Is it because Heaven knows that the living suffer the most? Is this the greatest punishment for them?
The man hugged himself with both arms, as if that would give him some warmth.
"Thirteen, wait for me a little longer." The man chuckled foolishly. "After I avenge you, I'll come find you."
...
A few months later, many righteous disciples went mad and died one after another.
For a time, people were in a state of panic. Many sects went to great lengths to find the cause but could not find it. Their sect's cultivation methods were not the problem, and these disciples' daily cultivation process was also very smooth. How could they suddenly suffer from qi deviation?
But as the death toll continued to rise, someone finally discovered a pattern—these dead disciples were all people who had been marked by the Chilong.
But wasn't the dragon mark already removed by that evil cultivator?
There were many different opinions within the cultivation world, and in the end, a group of righteous people could only gather and set foot in the Asura Sect again.
Since that female cultivator from the Dengle Sect detonated her golden core, no one has dared to set foot here for months.
At this moment, the Asura Sect still maintained its tragic appearance of blood everywhere, the dried bloodstains had turned black, and it looked quite like hell.
The evil cultivator himself was standing on the stone tablet at the entrance of the Asura Sect.
Upon seeing the newcomers, the evil cultivator counted their heads and nodded in satisfaction.
Before the righteous people could even ask any questions, the evil cultivator's golden core emerged from his body.
"He's going to self-destruct!"
"This madman!"
Unfortunately, it was too late when they realized this.
The man moved his lips, "Thirteen, I've come to keep you company."
After a blinding flash of white light, everything fell silent again.
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