Facing treasures, even True Practitioners who had attained the Dao couldn't resist, let alone a group of Evil Cultivators?
The most crucial point was that among the three powerful beings from the Cavernous Mystery Realm, one inexplicably vanished, greatly magnifying the advantage of their side.
The signs of scattered fleeing not only stopped; the greedy light in the eyes of these Evil Cultivators, coming from all directions, suddenly surged.
The last straw came from within the Corpse Bone Tower.
Like the sound of spring thunder, a rumble echoed from within.
Then, the tower's top, like a skull, was forcibly pushed open by a tremendous force, and a flood of black light poured out. Within each strand of black light, there wrapped an elixir about the size of a thumb, its surface speckled with golden specks, appearing irresistibly enticing. On a careful count, there were easily three or four hundred, radiating a treasure light, fleeing in all directions.
