"Ha, a mere Silver Bone Realm dares to covet such treasures? Utterly courting death!"
Before the dwarf could celebrate, a voice filled with chilling intent sounded from behind him. His body froze instantly, and just as he wanted to escape, he realized his legs wouldn't obey him. When he looked down, he found his lower half had been cleanly severed.
"I... I..."
The dwarf's consciousness swiftly blurred, and even in his dying moments, he was still fantasizing about the wonderful life he had hoped for.
The person who killed him was a Gold Bone Realm cultivator with a feeble aura. This cultivator was far more cautious than the dwarf. After obtaining the golden scroll, he immediately hid it in his chest and tried to slip away unnoticed amidst the chaos.
Unfortunately, there were simply too many eyes on the scroll, and his actions failed to deceive everyone.
"The scroll is on him! Don't let him get away!"
