Rumble——
From the depths of the gloomy lead-colored clouds, heavenly thunder and lightning descended.
The corpse of the Heavenly Origin Sect Master lay on the platform, drenched by rainwater.
Suddenly.
His eyelids twitched slightly.
At this moment, only Yao He and Fu Caier stood on the long staircase outside the discussion hall.
"Senior brother!"
Fu Caier screamed.
Yao He, however, did not notice the movement of the corpse and said, puzzled, "Golden Core Realm elixirs are indeed scarce; is this distribution not acceptable?"
"It's not about the relics, senior brother, look—"
Fu Caier hid behind him, urgently pointing to the corpse.
She was currently only at the Foundation Establishment Third Layer, while Yao He was in the Nascent Soul Early Stage, much stronger than her.
Yao He turned his head to look at the corpse, not understanding the situation.
The corpse was motionless.
"Is the junior sister afraid of corpses? As cultivators, we shouldn't be like this."
