The Flesh Ganoderma curled its lips again. "Later, after I attached myself to Ding Yi, I heard about the destruction of the devil sect. Everyone blames the demon clans, but if you ask me, that man was the real culprit."

"How so?"

"Isn't it obvious? The sect lost its strongest cultivator. The moment that happened, the demon clans started getting ideas. But that's not even the actual problem. The problem is that when he came here, he brought with him the sect's cornerstone, the Stone Dragon's soul. Once it was gone, that created a terrible flaw within the Heaven of Northern Yama and allowed the demon clans to charge in. So tell me, if that man isn't to blame, who is?"  

Well, there was no arguing with that. The Northern Sea demon races had always been powerful, but their strength was scattered. As long as the devil sect's three Ascendants were alive, the demons had no opportunity to do anything about it. The death of Grand Elder Blood Sea, however, had handed them precisely that opportunity. Looking back from the present day, the Flesh Ganoderma's...