When the number of online users on the Yin Net dropped to around ten thousand, the death rate finally started to slow. By this point, all Dharma Realm cultivators were dead, and the Peeping Dao Realm cultivators were scattered and decimated. Only a few of the most elite geniuses who had special fortuitous encounters survived.
The Fish of Two Lives had culled more than a hundred thousand of the remaining cultivators. Those who managed to survive this stage were undoubtedly rare geniuses from the Yin Yang Great Realm or other Great Realms.
At this moment, no more Fish of Two Lives leaped from the water, and Jiang Qiu's fishing rod no longer caught any Fish of One Life. He lifted his head and felt the sky changing color; the daylight that had just arrived was once again shifting into night.
It was a strange, disorienting sensation of inverted time and space. But this time was different. It wasn't just the sky changing color, but the surface of the water as well.
