All of the Demon Slaughter Realm cultivators were feeling upset because they didn’t go with the elites. After all, there was a high possibility that the corpse might have a Divine Core. The corpse might even have a few dao artifacts and martial techniques on it.

But most importantly, there might have been a trace of dao rhyme. Naturally, no one would feel happy if they missed out on such treasures.

Suddenly, the Demon Slaughter Realm’s elites, as well as Xu Que, ran out of the demonic fog. They were covered in wounds that matched their pathetic state. Even worse was the fact that Xu Que’s face was as...