At dusk, accompanied by a rumbling sound, the third Black Tide Vortex gradually collapsed.
"Boom~~~"
Ning Daoran exerted strength with his five fingers, crushing the third Spiritual Stone of the True Spirit Empress that he had secured. The negative emotions concealed within this item were far too overwhelming for ordinary cultivators to endure. Even if a Nascent Soul Stage Spiritual Beast refined it, its temperament would inevitably be affected. Such a sinister thing left unaddressed would only be a source of calamity, so it was better to destroy it on the spot.
"It's done..."
Longque Wanderer gazed into the pitch-black depths of the vortex, letting out an uncontrollable sigh.
