In the image revealed by the white curtain,
there were no traces of demon beasts around the young warrior clad in beast hide armor; not even a single ferocious creature was present.
A demon beast core, stained with blood, had fallen into the young man's palm.
"It's Guest Chen!"
Uncle Lin in the pavilion of the Fu Family couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice.
In the image.
Aside from Chen Yu in beast hide armor, there were Ye Luofeng and Fu Family's disciples like Fu Hong and Fu Jing.
Fu Hong, Fu Jing, and the others wore expressions of astonishment on their faces.
Ye Luofeng's eyes shifted, locking onto an inconspicuous Silver Spot Iron Worm.
Just now,
it seemed to be this very insect that had pushed a demon beast core, larger than its own body, into Chen Yu's hands.
Due to the tiny size of the worm and the cover provided by the beast core, it was extremely easy to overlook in the image on the white curtain.
"So that's how it is."
