The Monk and Daoist could now only place their hopes on the treasures from the ruins. They had given all their Spirit Soldiers to the Demon Palace, so it wasn't hard to imagine the desolation in their hearts.
Giving the two a slight smile, Lin Yun said, "Alright, once we get the treasures from the ruins, I'll let you two pick first. How does that sound?"
Hearing this, the expressions on the Monk and Daoist's faces finally eased up a little.
After waiting in the small courtyard until nightfall, Lin Yun gathered everyone to set off. When they arrived at the gates of the Demon City, the Ten Commanders of the Demon Palace were already waiting for them.
"Brother Lin Yun, this journey will be exceptionally dangerous. You must take care," the Grand Commander said, looking at Lin Yun.
"Exactly! I'll be waiting for you all to come back so we can drink until we drop," Zhang Qing added from the side.
