Gray Bald Head had originally thought that out of the two matters, he could at least accomplish one. Losing at sunrise and gaining at sunset would not have been too bad.
But now, he could not smile.
Releasing Shura from the cage had only been a matter of time. The giant tower had been destroyed by some unknown method, but it could be rebuilt. At most, it would waste some time.
But now, there was no hope whatsoever of obtaining the Demonic Sword method.
He could never have imagined that someone would be so idle as to take away the land fragments scattered everywhere here. There was not a shred of resources within them; they were merely fragments.
Even if he knew that the former site of the Demon Sect concealed enormous secrets, he would never have considered taking away some fragments.
Because how could anyone take them?
After everyone arrived here, they had all been dirt poor, their pockets cleaner than their faces. Let alone an enormous storage ring, they could not even find a Storage Bag.
Those enormous fragments that spanned dozens or hundreds of miles were not treasures that could be refined and shrunk down.
No one could silently take away even a slightly larger fragment.
Gray Bald Head's expression became rather grim.
He thought of Big Mouth Monster, who could devour things wantonly, but Big Mouth Monster had been chased far away by him. He simply had not had the time or opportunity.
In the end, only Snake Head Man and that mountain-like powerhouse from the Demon Sect remained.
The latter's strength and capabilities were basically plain as day. That meant it could only have been that sinister Snake Head Man.
Yet even now, he still could not understand how the other party had done it.