Above the cliff, waste material poured down without cease.
If weak lifeforms came too close, they could easily be buried beneath the falling debris.
Even Han Wu, in his current state, was far weaker overall than before, because the Fire Plane body did not bear much authority.
Even picking up tiny ores beneath the cliff required caution upon caution, lest he be smashed to death.
But heaven did not disappoint those with determination. Through perception, Han Wu quickly found a large amount of small ore.
These ores came in different colors and contained different kinds of energy.
Han Wu fused ores containing the same type of energy together, forming fist-sized chunks of ore.
The Plane Energy contained in those fist-sized ores was still very low, yet they had barely reached the standard of low-grade ore and were worth ten thousand times more than those fragments.
However, Han Wu's scavenging soon caught the attention of a passing lifeform from the Unknown Civilization.
A native lifeform that possessed a Fire Plane and looked similar to an orc walked toward Han Wu and questioned him.
Han Wu did not understand the native lifeform's language, but through the Voice of All Things ability, he could understand what the native meant to convey.
The native was very curious about what Han Wu was doing.
When he saw the low-grade ore in Han Wu's hand, greed flickered in the native's eyes.
He immediately threatened Han Wu, demanding that he hand over the low-grade ore in his possession, or else he would report Han Wu to the village chief for theft.
Han Wu did not know the language of the Unknown Civilization and could not defend himself.
At the same time, Han Wu worried that the native might truly bring over the village chief, who possessed Plane