Chapter 1286

She had imagined the consequences would be severe, but she had never expected them to be this catastrophic. In the days to come, almost the entire Zhongtian Continent would fall. A continent once teeming with countless vibrant cultivators would be reduced to a dark, dead zone. The child whose constitution had been discovered in his youth—who was deceived, tricked, trapped, and studied for his physique—would, after the dark blood had devoured every cultivator in Zhongtian Continent, continue to consume the vitality of Monster Beasts and spirit plants until this place became a wasteland. Neither Sovereign Chongtu nor the other three Mahayana cultivators, nor anyone present, nor even the cultivators outside the Zhongtian Continent, would survive; they would all be worn down and perish by the devouring dark fluid. No matter how desperately they struggled, constantly seeking new ways out, endlessly consuming heavenly treasures, pills, and spirit medicines, those remedies could treat only the symptoms, not the root cause. The more they consumed, the stronger the devouring dark fluid inside their bodies would grow, until eventually it could barely extend their lives at all.