"...I have an old friend, whose cultivation had reached the Nascent Soul Third Level when he was alive. But can you guess what his end was like?" Qi Tian's face was full of regret as he said, "He accidentally got infected with the Crystal Death Disease, and after merely two months, he turned into a human-shaped crystal column. Not only that, but the spirit land within a hundred miles turned into a Plague Domain after his death, making it a no man's land ever since."
Zhao Sheng suppressed his glee and feigned confusion: "Oh, is this Crystal Death Disease really that formidable?! The Netherworld has many strange talents, full of Hidden Dragons and crouching tigers. Is there truly no one who can deal with it? Could even the True Monarchs be at their wits' end?"
Alas!
The Master of Qitian Cave, with a troubled expression, poured himself a drink and sighed, "If there were a way, fellow Daoists wouldn't have flocked to the Divine Ruins to escape the disaster."
