r side, several massive wooden ships sped gracefully forward. Standing at the prow were towering cultivators shrouded in stench and decay, wearing raincoats, barefoot, each holding a colossal soul bel...y intervene. The same was true for the eight disciples' altars. At this time, Yizhi Dao didn't have the energy to distinguish who among the other eight had been affected by the heart demon; he could o...