The Power of the Divine Device

"What happened? Who did this? What a bold person he is!" Xiao Sheng, ashen-faced, looked at the corpses strewn all over the place. These were the corpses of the men who had been sent by the five biggest sects in the Three Western Regions to guard the Transmitting Formation in the Infinite Star Sea. Every one of them had been a very trustworthy practitioner of great strength. They all died in extremely miserable circumstances, including some practitioners at the Venerable Realm. Each of them had a bloody, fist-sized hole in the chest and forehead. Their eyes were blank and staring, precisely the sign that their spirits had left them.