The other party stopped far away, at a distance where only a vague shadow could still be seen through the clouds and smoke.
I focused my vision and discovered that he was also wearing the hide of a spirit-eating beast, even covering his features completely.
Living on this foul-smelling Spirit-Eating Throne was an ordeal of the utmost torment. For the other party to have adapted to this place, either the benefits here had to be far greater than imagined, or he belonged to a group living here.
"What exactly are you here for?" the other party asked warily.
He was a male Great Origin Heaven.
"Of course we're here to hunt for treasures. We'll leave once we've obtained enough to satisfy us, regardless of how dangerous it is." I stated my purpose without hesitation.
"Hmph, you're honest enough. I won't stop you, but this isn't a place you should be. This area is our territory, and the resources here aren't enough to satisfy you anyway. You can go to another Spirit-Eating Throne—preferably that fellow's territory." While understanding the situation, the other party conveniently redirected the trouble elsewhere.
As expected, he's a clever one. Even among the Spirit-Eating Thrones, the competition is fierce.
"Who is that person? Why are you sending us to him? And what does he have?" Yun Heng asked three questions in succession.
The other party gave a cold laugh and said in a low voice, "Naturally, it's the Soup-Head Old Freak of the Spirit-Eating Throne, the quasi-Great Cosmic Heaven who has lived here the longest. Because of certain crimes, he can no longer return to the Starshine Sea, so he stayed here to throw his weight around. Most of the treasures on this Spirit-Eating Throne have been collected by him. And these past years, supposedly, he has