The Zhan Lu Sword was unstoppable. In front of it, the combat-type Gaia was like a motionless target.
When Da Zhe effortlessly cleaved apart a combat-type Gaia, he could not help stopping because of the profound sense of incongruity.
But Daoist Baijie and Wang Hu had no time to think about Da Zhe's problem. After seeing off the Administration Bureau, Cang Jinshui, and the others, they had rushed off to other places without stopping.
The main person carrying out the service Daoist Baijie had purchased was obviously Da Zhe. What Daoist Baijie could afford was still not enough to ask the Boss to act personally.
Da Zhe was extremely efficient, however. For example, he had immediately found several more survivors and sent them out one by one.
The one they had encountered now was a demon.
This demon did not belong to the Four Spirits of Heaven clan. He was a pheasant who had become a demon and called himself Duffy. He had always acted alone, but his strength was not weak. He was a veteran great demon among demons and had survived that disaster through the special nature of his ability.
After Huang Baifu's persuasion, the Chicken Demon Duffy agreed at once and left the Penglai Treasury through the emergency exit.
"I didn't expect so many to still be alive."
After sending this great demon away as well, a relieved smile suddenly appeared on Daoist Baijie's face. He had thought that aside from himself and Ming Tushan's group back then, hardly any others had survived.
"Other than Cang Jinshui's group, we only found five more later." Wang Hu gave a bitter laugh. He did not know what Daoist Baijie meant by "so many," but he could feel the sorrow contained in that phrase.
"Daoist Baijie, there are no more