The Samsara Forbidden Zone is vast beyond measure, spanning hundreds of millions of miles and containing countless cultivators of the Human Clan. To say "countless" is an understatement, for every human from the three thousand provinces of the Upper Realm has gathered here. Because the Human Clan is incredibly prolific, the sheer number of cultivators in the Upper Realm is a force to be reckoned with—a number so immense that even if a Saint were to slay millions with a single strike, it would take many years to finish the task.
"Ah!!! Why! Why did you have to kill my sister!!!"
From within the Samsara Forbidden Zone came a cry of absolute despair. A simple, honest-looking young man sat clutching the body of his sister, weeping bitterly. She had just died in the wake of a battle between other cultivators. She was covered in blood, appearing to be no more than twenty years old, while the young man was at most in his thirties.
Chapter 201