“Boss, how could it just be a pile of ashes?” Guo Ran was speechless as he looked inside the case.

“It should be some medicinal ingredient that rotted after all this time. It’s impossible to even tell what the original medicinal ingredient was,” sighed Long Chen.

“How depressing.” Guo Ran put away the case. At least the case was a treasure.

“Bastards, I’m talking to you! Hand over your treasures, and we won’t kill you!”

Long Chen and Guo Ran were completely ignoring them, causing this group to be infuriated.

The two of them looked over this group. They looked the same as humans, but their hands were like eagle claws with sharp hooks at the end of their fingertips. They actually only had four fingers.

That strange appearance was a sign of an ancient race. There were thirteen people, and three of them were rank two Celestials. Their auras were extremely powerful.

“Hand over your treasures, and we’ll spare your lives,” said Long Chen indifferently.

“What?!” Those eagle-claw ancient race experts were even more...