Lin Tian had no intention of making a move yet. Earlier, he had sensed a trace of vitality within this demon cloud-the aura unique to living beings.
But now there was only a lotus throne here, which piqued Lin Tian's interest even further.
"Only a lotus throne?"
Lin Tian looked at the black lotus throne, a faint smile appearing on his face.
By now, the cultivators around him had gone utterly mad. Countless experts struck together, surging forward like the wind, all eager to claim this demonic treasure for themselves.
Yet just as the cultivators raced toward it, the lotus throne at the center finally bloomed fully.
"The lotus has opened! Grab it!"
The cultivators went completely wild, charging forward without a care for anything else.
Boom!
Amid their frenzy, none of the cultivators expected a towering surge of demonic qi to erupt from the lotus throne. At the same time, a black-robed figure appeared at its center before their eyes.
"How can there be a living being inside this spirit treasure?"
"What's going on? Does this treasure already have an owner?"
The cultivators were stunned, but what answered them was a mass of demonic flame!
Boom!
Black flames burned in all ten directions. Not a single cultivator who had charged forward escaped; all were swallowed by the black flames.
These flames were terrifying beyond measure, carrying the aura of death and destruction.
None of those cultivators survived. The flames destroyed them outright.
The black demonic qi grew violent once more, as though slaughtering so many cultivators had provided him with even more nourishment.
Lin Tian watched everything before him with great interest. He was certain that this spirit treasure had indeed only just emerged.
Yet the circumstances were highly unusual. It did not feel like the emergence of a