Perhaps because this temple had lain abandoned for tens of thousands of years, it was teeming with countless rare fruits and treasures that had grown for ages. As they fought their way onward, the group found quite a few treasures that cultivators at the Golden Core Stage would normally risk their lives to fight over. Lei Dong's Storage Bracelet was now packed with all kinds of rare and precious treasures. But the most important prize, the Soul Fruit, remained nowhere to be found.
The group also broke several seals on Soul Slaves, but every one of them was empty. Yi Kong pondered for a long while, then used the clues to conclude that the Soul Slaves had vanished into the long river of time. Back then, the Devil Emperor Sect had captured Soul Slaves without regard to their race. The Winged God Clan, to which Yi Kong belonged, was one of the few long-lived races; even without cultivating, its members could live for over a thousand years. And although Soul Slaves found it extremely difficult to advance after being freed from the restraints of their bodies, their lifespans grew considerably. Combined with the effect of the seals, this had allowed Yi Kong to barely survive. The other Soul Slaves, however, had not been so fortunate.
The various Monster Beasts wandering the area were merely descendants of those that had once lived here. The creatures from fifty thousand years ago had long since died out. This actually pleased Lei Dong a little. After all, as Yi Kong had said, each person could have only one Soul Slave. No matter how many Soul Slaves were in those seals, they would only benefit Tantai or the Saintess.
The three of them fought together. Even though the temple was teeming with countless peak Foundation