"Creak."
Finally, the last trace of Spiritual Energy in the dried corpse was completely depleted. This once-powerful being came to a sudden halt in mid-air, as if a switch had been turned off, and fell heavily to the ground.
With the obstacle of the dried corpse gone, the entire scene once again heated up.
Out of the torrent of contenders, only the most powerful remained. A group of people looked greedily at the Spiritual Treasures in the distance.
However, a strange atmosphere pervaded the scene. Even though there were many treasures in front of them, no one made a move. Instead, they watched each other warily with hidden intentions.
Liu Chen's gaze remained fixed on the black Yin Dragon Profound Bone Sword. At this moment, the massive sword was stuck in the ground not far away, with dark red patterns extending from the blade to the hilt. Even from afar, one could see those markings flickering with a faint red glow.
