"The centipede corpses below... were all killed by a spear. Looking at the traces... it should have been one move! Wiping out... at least tens of millions of centipedes!"
Feng Jue's face was filled with indescribable awe: "...One move! Just one move!"
"This time, we really brushed past death."
Wu Di shook his head, his eyes full of lingering fear: "We had basically already entered King Yama's Hall. We just didn't know what happened—we were pulled back out."
Everyone nodded together at those words.
Nothing was wrong with that. It was exactly as Wu Di had said.
Then everyone turned their heads together and looked at the enormous spirit pearl left behind by the Sky Centipede.
A figure flashed. Fang Che flew forward, and the Blood Smoke Hand's aura locked onto the enormous spirit pearl.
A thread of blood was drawn into the Blood Ring.
The huge spirit pearl visibly lost its blood color.
It turned snow-white.
Xue Huanhuan frowned. "Hmm?"
Xue Changqing tugged at his sleeve.
Clearly, there was nothing left to do now. They could not even find any centipedes to fight and gain experience from.
Naturally, all that remained was to divide the spoils and determine the rankings. But everything had been obtained collectively, and no one had secured anything alone. So how could they use the spirit pearls to decide the order? Determine the champion?
Besides, Night Demon had drawn blood from this largest spirit pearl first... Though they did not know what that blood was useful for, Night Demon's actions definitely meant it was useful.
That meant the Sole True Sect had gained an advantage first.
Xue Huanhuan felt a stab of pain at that: We haven't even started dividing things, and you've already taken the core?
Fang Che said, "This thing is of immense