"Martial Arts Secret Manuals, Elixir Pills and Talismans... this haul is worth over ten million High-grade Spirit Stones at least."
After putting the spoils into his own Storage Ring, Gu Sheng did not linger in the Secret Realm, and quickly left along the path he had come.
When he walked out of the Secret Realm entrance, the Heavenly Ghost City outside had already descended into utter chaos.
"Have you heard? The Heavenly Ghost Sect Old Ancestor's Soul Lamp has gone out!"
"What? That old monster is dead? Who has that kind of ability?"
"Who cares who killed him, right now the Heavenly Ghost Sect is headless—this is the perfect chance for our Blood Saber Sect to rise!"
The streets were abuzz with chatter. Gu Sheng lowered the brim of his cloak and coldly watched this farce from the sidelines.
In the distance, the Heavenly Ghost Sect's residence was already engulfed in raging flames, several factions fighting over the resources within.
