Qing Tian Demon God was dead!
This was earth-shattering news to Holy Lord Feng Yuan and Wagner. Neither of them could deal with an existence at the Dao Integration Realm Ninth Layer; they had to report it.
The two exchanged a glance, both seeing the gravity in each other's eyes.
Perhaps before this, they had still entertained the thought of going in themselves to see whether they could obtain the treasures, but now... it was obvious that they could no longer act alone.
"We must report this immediately." Wagner gasped, his eyes fixed on Qing Tian Demon God's remains.
"Even Qing Tian died..." Holy Lord Feng Yuan's eyes were filled with deep apprehension. Qing Tian Demon God was stronger than the two of them, after all.
How long had he lasted after entering? He had actually died?
The three of them had clearly deduced beforehand that any one of them should have been able to break through this spatial-temporal barrier. Yet this sudden turn of events made both men retreat inwardly.
"Leave a clone to guard this place. Retreat!" Holy Lord Feng Yuan shouted, then withdrew together with Wagner.
Inside the Hope Boat, Emperor Sha Ya slightly raised his head and looked into the distance. Through endless spacetime, his gaze fell upon Holy Lord Feng Yuan and Wagner.
"At least they know their place. Hmph."
"Senior, what happened?" Shen Zhui happened to look up, seeming to sense something.
He had already passed the Fourth Stage trial. At this moment, his soul had surged, and he would occasionally chat with Emperor Sha Ya.
"Nothing. Just a few jumping clowns." Emperor Sha Ya smiled. "Focus on receiving the inheritance. No one will disturb you. Even those emperor-level figures outside will find it difficult to break through the array formation left behind by