As Qin Yu was worrying, the space where the meat sacks were suspended suddenly shook fiercely, like some titanic creature was turning around.

Bang –

Bang –

The crowded meat sacks began to collide against each other. Qin Yu’s eyes flashed and he looked forward.

Not too far away, a massive meat sack entered his line of sight.

More than ten cultivators were inside this meat sack, and Qin Yu had seen many of them before.

“It’s that junior!”

There was a loud shout. Even from a far distance, one could clearly hear the hate dripping from each word.

The one who spoke up was the old farmer-like cultivator who had lived for an unknown period of years – Qi Shan.

Shua –

Within the meat sack, three other pairs of eyes fell on Qin Yu.

These three people were also tyrannically strong old freaks that had lived for far too long.

Silent Kite shouted out, “Li Hongyi!”

In that giant meat sack, besides Qi Shan and the other three, the remaining cultivators were all imprisoned in a strange furnace.

The surface of the furnace shined with red runes. It released a light that forced back the liquid within the meat sack, creating an empty space.

Because of this, Qi Shan and the rest were completely unaffected.

Sure enough, the older one was, the...