The Burden of Saving the World Is Mine to Bear
It was hard to imagine that within the sealed cities of the Demon Domain, there were complete equipment production lines, books, and blueprints.
Jun Changxiao sighed. "The Devil Ancestor was someone who did big things."
With a powerful army and equipment production, if they got out and stirred up some trouble, the Upper Realm would definitely be the one to suffer.
Gousheng knew little about past history, but after visiting several cities in the Demon Domain, he immediately realized why the Ten Great Immortal Sects had wiped out this race. They were simply too dangerous.
"What a pity."
Jun Changxiao covered his face, leaned back tactically, and let out a sinister, monstrous laugh. "It's all mine now!"
"..."
The system was too weak to mock him.
His habit of laughing like a villain was probably beyond fixing.
"Let's go."
Jun Changxiao said, "Let's check out other places. There must be even more good stuff waiting for me!"
Gousheng had no fondness for the Devil Ancestor. After all, he had once tried to possess Yao Mengying and resurrect himself. Since they had come to his old nest, they would take whatever they could and leave nothing behind.
Worst of all, after leaving this military stronghold, that fellow had not withdrawn the several Isolation Arrays he had set up. They still bound the tens of thousands of unconscious soldiers.
Next.
Jun Changxiao visited several more cities of varying sizes. Whenever there were petrified statues in military camps, he used the same old method—first binding them with formations, then taking away their equipment and weapons. He truly left nothing behind wherever Gousheng passed.
Outside.
The Great Guardian and the black-robed martial artist were still fantasizing about the blazing scene of the Demon Domain's