Golden Chicken Mountain.
The time was dusk, and the setting sun was already slanting west, about to disappear completely.
But the stench of blood permeated Golden Chicken Mountain, and all the wild beasts and birds had long fled without a trace.
The corpses of Demon Beasts were everywhere on the mountain, and various Cultivators were engaged in gruesomely harvesting the organs of these creatures—gouging eyes, beheading, removing gallbladders, extracting hearts, and skinning. Their methods were extremely brutal.
With so many Demon Beast corpses, it was definitely impossible to carry them all away. Zhou Chun could only have people first remove the more important materials from their bodies, or organs that could prove their identity, and then deal with them later.
Of course, if the Loose Cultivators wanted to collect the Demon Beast corpses, he would not interfere.
