Within Guanghan Palace, the eight women were subjected to a harrowing transformation, their flesh, bones, and blood relentlessly compressed until they transformed into fist-sized, small masses of flesh.
All that remained were eight blue and white palace garments scattered on the ground.
Jiang Ming ran his fingers over his eyes, which began to emit a radiant blue light.
"This is... the black factor..."
In the air above Great Lii, besides Spiritual Qi, there exists a unique black factor, similar in function to Spiritual Qi, yet fundamentally different.
It was Jiang Ming's first time witnessing a phenomenon comprised almost entirely of these black factors.
"Interesting." Jiang Ming casually glanced aside and swiftly slashed through the recently revived Wuu Gang, acquiring the Spirit Points.
"Senior... Do you know what they were..." Gong Xian, observing Jiang Ming's calm demeanor, couldn't help but ask.
"No, but curiosity isn't necessarily a good quality here..."
