"Oh!"
The Wushan Clan Chief looked at Duan Gujin and the others, a complex expression in his eyes.
His eyes darted around, however, no matter how hard he racked his brain, he still couldn't fathom the mystery here.
"Chief, do you have the task I gave you?"
At this moment, Senior Xuan hurriedly asked.
Seeing the expression on Senior Xuan's face, Duan Gujin sighed in his heart: "This Senior Xuan can really act!"
"Not yet. So far, we've killed over ten thousand otherworldly creatures. Fortunately, we have enough clan members, or else we would be in trouble!"
The Wushan Clan Chief said.
Duan Gujin and the others had previously noticed that the Wushan Clan Chief had at least a thousand clan members, but they didn't know how many coffins were here.
In this Secret Realm, there are no storms, nor will there be volcanic eruptions.
The undying life here can live well as long as there's enough food.
In this Secret Realm, the only concern is that bodies will eventually decompose.
