Two demonic cultivators were not walking fast, they even had the mood to shoot the breeze.
The slightly plumper demonic cultivator showed an impatient expression and said, "We spend all day in this godforsaken place, and in the end, it has nothing to do with us. I'm truly fed up with this kind of life."
The other demonic cultivator's expression turned solemn, and he hurriedly said, "You shouldn't talk nonsense like that. What if the Sovereign Lord hears us? Can we still keep our heads?"
Speaking of which, the demonic cultivator seemed to realize there was no one around, sighed, and said, "But then again, these days are really suffocating. We can't do anything. Even if the Emperor Tomb really is here, once the Emperor Tomb erupts, we won't get any benefits, not to mention we might even have to risk our lives fighting those self-righteous Taoist practitioners. It's really not worth it."
