Just like that, a slight trace.
Just right, allowing the silver mask demonic cultivator outside the Star Gate to smell the "scent of meat."
Indeed.
The moment he smelled that energy aura, more pure and advanced than he had imagined.
The silver mask demonic cultivator's eyes suddenly turned red.
This is... the Star Force, surpassing the celestial spiritual energy!
My God!
What treasures are hidden inside these ruins?
Is it a congenital spiritual treasure? Or the legendary Dao Artifact?
At this moment, all his vigilance and reason were completely overwhelmed by boundless greed.
Seek wealth amidst danger!
Cultivating is essentially going against the heavens!
If one doesn't dare to take this risk, why bother cultivating for immortality or seeking the Dao?
"Damn it, I'll risk it!"
The silver mask demonic cultivator gritted his teeth, making up his mind.
He summoned all his defensive magical treasures.
Layers of protective light shields wrapped him like a dumpling.
