The dust storm rolled in, erasing all traces completely.
Swoosh swoosh!
At this moment, the two Peak Masters who were guarding outside became anxious. When they saw that everyone only looked pale and that nothing else had happened, their tense nerves finally relaxed.
"Let's leave immediately; I'm afraid the disturbances here will soon attract others!" Cao Zhengyang commanded with a furrowed brow.
Everyone nodded in agreement, while Shen Yunzhou looked disappointed.
After all, he had barely collected half of the corpse fluid, which was quite a pity.
But at this moment, he dared not make any more demands, for he had nearly endangered Zhou and the others because of this affair.
If any of them had come to harm, it would have been a betrayal of gratitude.
Meanwhile, in a neighboring mountain range on these barren wastelands, a hunchbacked dry corpse with dark red skin covered in web-like cracks was fiercely gnawing on a large tiger demon beast.
