They sat in a circle around a stone table, and Grandmaster Tianling looked toward his martial uncle, Qinglingzi.
"Martial Uncle, if Grandmaster Diling absorbs the vital energy and blood of every cultivator in the prison, his strength will likely skyrocket. Who on earth will be able to deal with him then?"
Qinglingzi shook his head. "I never imagined this monster could be so cruel. He has imprisoned more than 100,000 cultivators here, using a formation to smelt them down just to absorb their vital energy and blood."
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