A group of Golden Immortal Cultivators was riding on clouds slowly in the sky; they were the ones who just fought against the Rare Beasts of Chaos beyond the wall of the world. Though they all had various degrees of injuries on their bodies, instead of being upset, they were very excited about obtaining the spoils that they deserved.
After going their separate way, a Golden Immortal looked at the sternum in his bag of treasures with an involuntary look of satisfaction on his face. He was merely a Golden Immortal, he was lucky to be able to join in this war. He was satisfied with getting a sternum of Rare Beast of Chaos and had no other expectations, for the most valuable items were in the back pocket of other more powerful Cultivators.
