"In the path of Cultivation, every step is paved with corpses. How can one remain detached? Only with great strength can one tread on the bones of others!"
Lin Tian's chilling words silenced the few people present, their expressions grave.
The sight of the blood-stained corpse was somewhat suffocating.
They had encountered such scenes before, but it was their first time experiencing the remains of unburied bodies amidst a bloody and fierce battle over treasures with so many people gathered.
Apart from Nie Xingchen, Cheen Chaoya, and Sheng Zishu, everyone's faces looked unnatural.
They were all Loose Cultivators, the weakest at the bottom, and even with stronger resolves than ordinary people, they couldn't calm themselves instantly.
Stepping onto this path, one must either become strong or become bones under others' feet!
Such a life was deemed as worthless as weeds; they saw once again the ruthless cruelty of the Cultivation World!
