Disaster Level Demonic Vine

Pure Heaven Earth Yuan Qi and an aura of life flowed toward the hole within the mysterious canyon. They were quite pure and the Purple Saint Ruins hadn’t rejected them, like the earth absorbing water.

“One quarter of the hole has already been assimilated. What do the three sects gain from doing this?”

Zhao Feng’s eyebrows furrowed.

These forces helped stabilize the hole and repair it.

Even the skeletal Division Leader didn’t understand.

“If I’m not wrong, the three sects want to assimilate this area first, then destroy it suddenly and use it as an entrance to attack the ruins.”

The Purple Saint Partial Spirit’s voice was solemn.

_Three sects? Attack?_

The skeletal Division Leader couldn’t help but question, “What kind of existences are these three sects?”

He heard Zhao Feng and the Purple Saint Partial Spirit talk about the three sects for a long time now, but it still didn’t know what they were.