The deceased are gone, yet the living still need to forge ahead under the added burden.
Zhouyang released his flying sword into the sky, noticing that other survivors, like himself, were already flying toward the bodies of the dead, seemingly hoping to make a fortune off them.
Upon witnessing this, his eyes flickered slightly for a moment. He then shook his head and decided not to partake in such actions.
With a twist of the sword light beneath his feet, he immediately flew away from the area.
Less than half an hour after Zhouyang's departure, Luo Yunqing, the Yellow Sand Sect Purple Mansion Cultivator who had fled earlier, suddenly returned.
Upon witnessing the cultivators profiting from the deceased, Luo Yunqing's eyes flared with intense anger.
"You bastards, at a time like this, you still think about profiting from the dead? Since you love collecting bodies so much, let me collect yours as well!"
