A day later, hundreds of cultivators from the Demon Sect had gathered in that region of Netherworld Filth.
Two Integration Stage experts hovered in the air, looking down from above at the two deep ravines on the ground.
"Fellow Daoist Shu Tang, did you see anything unusual about these two sword marks..."
"Anyway, the Void Refining Stage disciples in the sect definitely couldn't have taken those two strikes..."
"Then what do you think this kid's background is..."
"Do we even need to guess? He's definitely that rogue cultivator wanted by the Celestial Race..."
"By the way, there's something I forgot to tell you..."
"What is it..."
"Senior Brother Huo Hai from the sect just sent back word. Several old monsters from the Celestial Race have contacted our Yuanmo Realm..."
"What do they want..."
"What else could they want? It must be because of that kid they put a bounty on..."
"What do those old fellows have to say..."
"They've allowed Celestial Race cultivators to enter our Manggu Heaven, but only those below the Integration Stage. Those old fellows aren't allowed to set foot in our Manggu Heaven..."
"Those old fellows are fairly reasonable. They probably received quite a few benefits from the Celestial Race..."
"Junior Brother, watch your words... We can't make reckless accusations..."
As the two chatted, more than ten Void Refining Stage old monsters arrived before them.
"Reporting to the two Ancestors, we've finished surveying the site..."
After hearing the disciple's report, one of the Integration Stage old monsters chuckled.
"Then tell me exactly what happened..."
"Reporting to Ancestor Yun Hua, after thoroughly surveying the site, we found that the aura of the Eighth-Order Netherworld Creature originally hidden underground has vanished. This entire stretch of Netherworld Filth has disappeared as well..."
Upon hearing this, Ancestor Yun Hua frowned.