An uninhabited mountain summit.
Yu Xian stood alone, gazing at the retreating evening glow on the horizon, which was as crimson as blood, dazzling and radiant.
Suddenly, his expression shifted.
"They're all dead."
Yu Xian rubbed the storage ring on his hand, and a pile of shattered jade tokens floated in front of him. These were the Blood Soul Charms left behind by the False Core cultivators captured by the Golden Roc Demon Emperor.
"Sure enough, he used a thunderous method and showed no mercy at all."
Yu Xian sighed, with a thought, the jade tokens were crushed into powder by an invisible force and scattered with the wind through the mountains.
It was already clear that the Golden Roc Demon Emperor had no intention of risking further confrontation. He didn't need to send more people to confront a Demon Emperor face to face.
In fact, he could even predict that for some time in the future, the Golden Roc Demon Vein would become a forbidden land for human cultivators.
