The Targeted Spirit Vein

Midnight.

Xingming Island Base.

In the newly built hall, which was not yet decorated, it was empty and terrifyingly desolate.

"Boss, what's the matter so late?"

Han Liang asked, yawning and rubbing his eyes.

Qin Shan picked his nose, quietly wiped his finger on Liu Dachao next to him, and said seriously, "Show some respect! This is An Yi's first time holding a meeting!"

Although, he didn't think An Yi would have much to say in a meeting either.

"The demon race of the Hundred Ghosts Sect has reappeared. The Blue Blade Organization of West Asia has been completely wiped out."

An Yi didn't keep them in suspense and stated it directly.

Instantly, everyone in the hall became quiet.

This news was indeed quite explosive!

Jin Zhenghao asked strangely, "How could that be? Didn't the Pantheon initiate the Ghost Slaughter Plan and already dispatch personnel into the Profound Realm?"

"It's a bit bizarre. Nie Xuan, the sect master of the Hundred Ghosts Sect, is dead. Where do they get their confidence?" Mo Jiu frowned and said in a deep voice.

The Blue Blade Organization being slaughtered overnight was still quite shocking.

After all, the world ranking of the Blue Blade Organization was even higher than that of the Heavenly Dragon Temple. Even if they weren't a match, they couldn't possibly be annihilated in just a few short hours.

Qin Yao's pretty face was serious as she said, "According to the news, the Hundred Ghosts Sect only mobilized a portion of their forces, and now, they are rushing toward the direction of Great Xia."

Hearing this, everyone's faces carried a bit of solemnity.

Their Asura Sect and the Hundred Ghosts Sect were as incompatible as fire and water.

If the Hundred Ghosts Sect entered Great Xia, a great battle would probably be unavoidable.

To be able to take down the Blue Blade in a few hours meant the Hundred Ghosts Sect was probably even harder to deal with than imagined.

"Why would they suddenly possess such powerful strength?"

Lin Chen, who had not said a word, spoke up.

If the Hundred Ghosts Sect's strength was really this great.

Then why, over the past month, were they invaded and crusaded against by the people of the Pantheon in the Profound Realm?

An Yi said indifferently, "They have outside help. Of course, I'm just guessing."

Outside help?

Lin Chen looked at An Yi in confusion and said slowly, "Actually, I'm more curious about why they chose to launch a surprise attack on West Asia."

An Yi looked at the world map on the table and said, "Because of the spiritual veins!"

"Spiritual veins?"

Hearing this term, everyone's gazes looked over.

An Yi took a deep breath, his eyes solemn: "I think I know where that outside help came from."

The Ancient Continent!

That was it.

Nie Xuan was very likely not dead.

Judging from the photos provided by Qin Yao, the purple bird-like creature over the city should be his true form, the Roc!

Those terrifying-looking demonic beasts were very likely from the Myriad Demon Nation.

"What's the deal with the spiritual veins?"

Lin Chen asked in confusion.

He clearly remembered Elder Long saying that Earth's spiritual veins had dried up.

An Yi explained, "West Asia was once a place where spiritual veins converged!"

Spiritual veins are not easy to completely destroy. All living things in this world, every blade of grass and every tree, need spiritual energy to survive.

Blue Star is merely lacking in spiritual energy, not devoid of it. Otherwise, the entire planet would be a barren wasteland.

"I don't know the reason why Blue Star's spiritual energy was drained dry, but I know that those spiritual veins have not completely dried up. Instead, after five thousand years of recovery, there are signs of revival."

An Yi threw out his viewpoint to the crowd.

Everyone was dumbfounded, clearly not having digested An Yi's words yet.

Blue Star is very likely to experience a revival of spiritual energy?

An Yi said helplessly, "It's just a trend. In our lifetimes, we probably won't be able to see the scene of spiritual energy reviving."

"Since the spiritual veins are already depleted, why do they still want to seize them?"

Liu Dachao couldn't help but ask.

An Yi slowly explained, "To usurp the power of the spiritual source!"

The spiritual veins are dried up, but as long as the spiritual source is not destroyed, there will eventually be a time when spiritual energy is abundant again.

To understand it simply, it's like a spring.

If you drain the spring water but the spring eye doesn't dry up, there's always the possibility of forming a spring pool again.

But if you destroy the spring eye, this spring will be ruined.

Eventually, just like the Profound Realm, it will become a barren wasteland where life is plunged into misery.

After hearing An Yi's explanation.

Everyone fell into deep thought.

This seemed to no longer be a simple war between organizational forces.

An Yi said solemnly, "Of course, at present, what's more important to us is how to stop the Hundred Ghosts Sect!"

Lin Chen looked at the map, pondered for a long time, and pointed to a few locations, saying, "If the Hundred Ghosts Sect is coming from the direction of West Asia, these coastal cities are all likely to suffer their surprise attacks."

An Yi looked at Lin Chen and said indifferently, "Which location do you think is more likely to be attacked by the Hundred Ghosts Sect?"

"The Imperial Capital!"

"The Imperial Capital!"

Lin Chen and Bai Xiu, who had just opened his eyes, said in unison.

An Yi's eyes were cold as he said, "Just as I thought. I'm afraid the Law Enforcement Bureau is in trouble."

"Boss, what should we do next?"

Mo Jiu asked solemnly.

An Yi, who never took things seriously, suddenly became so solemn.

They also understood that things were probably not as simple as they imagined.

An Yi's eyes were sharp, and he said seriously, "All members of the Asura Sect assemble, we head to the Imperial Capital immediately!"

...

The Profound Realm.

In the desolate desert.

"Boring, extremely boring."

A young man with an elegant appearance held two human heads in his hands and threw them onto the ground.

They were impressively Yin Tiger and Si Snake.

Behind him were the corpses of a group from the Pantheon.

Looking at the desolate scenery behind him, the elegant young man sighed slightly: "I've only been in seclusion for a few days, and the leader has already destroyed the Profound Realm! So damn infuriating!"

Terrifying killing intent surfaced in the young man's eyes.

Kui Long!

Ranked first among the Thirty-Six Heavenly Spirits of the Hundred Ghosts Sect!

"Lord Kui!"

Behind him, a group of demonic beasts bowed one after another.

In the Hundred Ghosts Sect, Kui Long's status was second only to Nie Xuan.

But his prestige was not the slightest bit weaker than the sect master's!

"Old Ginseng, I heard that kid Nie Chengwen is dead."

Kui Long asked indifferently.

A skinny old man with a white beard hanging to the ground cupped his hands and said, "Lord Kui, Nie Chengwen intended to murder the sect master and has already been executed on the spot by the sect master."

"Heh, boring. And here I always thought he was a real character."

Kui Long said indifferently.

However, he also understood that Nie Xuan intended to extend his life through his descendants' bloodline.

Rather than waiting for Nie Xuan to come knocking, it was better to take the initiative to attack.

But trying to take Nie Xuan's life was truly too difficult.

"Lord Kui, now that we have slain two hall masters among the Twelve Gods of the Pantheon, next, I'm afraid..."

Old Ginseng cast a worried glance at the corpses behind him and stammered.

He had lived a long time, so he naturally knew the strength of the Pantheon.

Kui Long looked at the old man with a smile and said leisurely, "Old Ginseng! You've lived for five thousand years, have you lived all those years in vain like a dog?"

"Hehe, Lord Kui, this is waiting for the Pantheon to come to our door, so we can catch them like turtles in a jar."

Behind Old Ginseng, a round and chubby man grinned and laughed.

Kui Long stood with his hands behind his back and said slowly, "The Profound Realm is no longer survivable. After this battle, the Hundred Ghosts Sect will migrate completely to the Ancient Continent. I hope that old thing can hold steady."

The myriad demons of the Hundred Ghosts Sect remained silent.

Kui Long dared to call Nie Xuan an old thing with every breath, but they didn't dare to say it. Even thinking about it was a sin.

"Go get Zhu Yan. Tell that guy to lay off the booze, because a fight is coming."

Kui Long smiled as he gazed up at the yellowed sky that was completely shrouded in sand and dust.