The monster's corpse fell into the clouds and soon fell to the ground.
All the cultivators on the ground knew that there were not only dangerous ruins and monsters in the clouds on the top of the first floor, but also the sky above them. From time to time, the corpses of cultivators and monsters would fall down.
No matter if they were cultivators or monsters, they would be smashed into meat paste if they fell from this height. If they hit any unlucky person, the scene would become even more bloody and tragic.
Fortunately, the cultivators were already used to this. Whenever something fell down, someone would go over and rummage through it to see if they could find anything of value.
The few cultivators who had just climbed up looked at Tang Zhen with shock on their faces. It was obvious that the scene of killing the monster just now had left them with a lingering fear.
