Chapitre 457: Stopping to see someone in Deer Mountain

"I guess only you are left now.." Yang Qing muttered to himself as his gaze fell to the ground below. His gaze seemed to penetrate the sand and rocks down to the yin-rich spirit meridian that had a budding spirit about to form.

"This place has seen too much bloodshed, there is no need for it to continue like that.." Yang Qing said as his eyes flickered with white flames.

Baleful and malevolent energy filled with resentment and death still permeated around the sect, especially in the place where the Wisteria tree had been located.

The founder and the rest had slaughtered millions, leaving the area soaked in resentful and baleful qi. If left unattended it could end up being a blessed land for corpse and ghost cultivators, or it will build up to form miasma that would not only corrupt the yin spirit meridian and the budding spirit below but could slowly spread to the surrounding areas poisoning the ground, the air and the creatures around.