Time is the most ruthless. A mortal trapped in a dark space for just a few days would feel mentally oppressed and uncomfortable. Though the cultivators from ancient times were strong and resilient, after being imprisoned for millions of years, their spirits could not endure such immense pressure.
With endless ages of confinement, their forms had long decayed, their divine sense thoroughly splintered, leading to total madness and frenzy. Thus, the moment the place of banishment was shattered, they all turned into mad souls.
Xiao Chen observed all of this from behind, feeling pity and lament for them.
The female corpse proceeded forward, already having destroyed seven or eight palaces. Seven or eight soul shadows transformed into essence and merged into her body. Evidently, her skin became more lustrous and glossy, as if nourished.
Unconsciously, Xiao Chen advanced several miles and ascended a tall peak, commanding a view of everything around.
