Once the Saints had fallen unconscious, Fang Chen immediately examined the Demon Sound Cannon. It was enormous, sealed by a powerful Formation and perfectly fused with the mountain.
Fang Chen broke through the Formation with ease. Little Crane then opened her mouth and took the Demon Sound Cannon away.
Fang Chen could handle the entire process himself. There was no need for anyone else to come out.
"Let's go. On to the next one!"
Fang Chen spoke to Little Crane. She nodded and took him to the next Cannon Platform.
The time it took an incense stick to burn later, Fang Chen and the others had taken the other two Demon Sound Cannons as well. Before they left the Devil Race camp, Saint Qingyuan said to Fang Chen, "Floating Immortal Elder, remember to capture more members of the Devil Race to test the Heaven Demon Powder!"
Fang Chen nodded slightly. "I know!"
Then Fang Chen and Little Crane captured over a hundred Devil Race Cultivators from the camp. Some were Quasi-Saints, while others were powerful Devil Saints. Little Crane struck them with Pills, then seized them after they fell unconscious.
After they had captured the Cultivators, Little Crane asked Fang Chen, "Master, should we use the Meteor Tear to wipe out this Devil Race camp?"
Fang Chen frowned slightly. "Leave this camp alone for now. The Devil Race has far too many camps in the Sacred Land. Destroying this one would barely affect their strength. There's no need to beat the grass and startle the snake!"
"All right!"
Little Crane nodded at once.
Suddenly, Little Crane said to Fang Chen, "Master, there's a place in this camp where many Human Race Cultivators are imprisoned. Should we rescue them?"
"Human Race Cultivators?"
Fang Chen's gaze sharpened, and he could not help