And she also guessed that this wasn't really some ancient flying demon.
"Continue."
Sui Zimo said to his wife.
The positions of everyone had slowly shifted just now, and he had returned to Lin Caisang's side.
If Lin Caisang could see it, naturally he could see it too; this wasn't a demon at all, but something made with spirit power—who knows what those supposedly fallen scales and armor really were.
But for now, no one had thought of that layer yet; all their concentration was on how many scales and treasures they could get once they killed this demon.
Naturally, he wouldn't kindly inform them, otherwise everyone would lose the enthusiasm to deal with this demon.
After a long time, such a large ancient flying demon was just defeated by everyone.
The so-called defeat meant that it had truly vanished—even the demon scales that had supposedly fallen were gone, not a piece left.
Looking at the empty ground, everyone was stunned.
