Song Zhong did not pull out the Samsara Blade at once. Instead, he began searching the surroundings. So many cultivators had died here.
It could be said that among the Top Thirty Great Thousand Worlds, almost every cultivator who had entered the ruins had died inside this place.
Before this, those cultivators had even fought a great battle, killing cultivators of other races and seizing a great deal of resources.
Moreover, these ruins truly were artifact-refining ruins, containing vast quantities of artifact-refining resources and immortal artifacts.
The cultivators of every race had obtained quite a few resources earlier. Now, all of those cultivators were dead, and their resources and immortal artifacts all belonged to Song Zhong.
Song Zhong quickly collected those cultivators' Universe Rings and immortal artifacts. Looking at the surrounding space, he even shook his head and sighed. "If I had known this, there would've been no need for me to disguise the battlefield. After all, as long as I pull out the Samsara Blade, this battlefield will shatter!"
After taking away those cultivators' belongings, Song Zhong swiftly searched the surroundings.
As for the cultivators he had blasted to death with thunder, they had been reduced to not even a scrap of dregs. Where was he supposed to find their corpses?
"No, that's not right. There are still the cultivators who killed each other. Although they weren't killed by me, if I leave their bodies behind, who knows whether there might be some special method that can reveal everything that happened afterward? Better to be careful!"
Song Zhong simply cast thunder again, blasting all the corpses here into powder. Then he searched the place once more, taking away the resources in one cave abode after another.
Only then did he fly back above the Samsara Blade. At the same