The Treasure Distribution Rock had already been destroyed by the lightning. Now, Zhou Shu was on the Two Region Mountain.
But not many people knew the Two Region Mountain, so outsiders still habitually called it the Treasure Distribution Rock.
Previously, on the battlefield, Zhou Shu had distributed treasures and forged weapons. He was too eye-catching.
Seeing the dozens of demonic beasts tied up like dumplings under the Treasure Distribution Rock, Zhou Shu fell silent. Do these human Grotto-Heaven realm experts have nothing to do?
Hu Li widened his bell-like eyes. "Shi Changsheng, what do you humans mean by this? If you want to fight, so be it. What are you capturing demonic beasts alive?"
Zhou Shu and Yao Buqi rolled their eyes at the same time. They really didn't know how Hu Li's thought process worked. What was he thinking all day?
