Wang Yan moved quickly, packing all the ore into the Storage Bags in no time. Fortunately, he had found several more Storage Bags on the Black-Clad Masked Cultivators he had killed, including a relatively spacious one on their leader, who had reached full completion of the cultivation realm. Otherwise, he really would not have been able to fit it all...
Wang Yan showed no restraint whatsoever, leaving not even a grain-sized piece of ore behind. With three or four Storage Bags tucked into his robes, he secretly rejoiced...
Only then did he climb back up...
"Are you done, Brother Wang?" Ye Shisan asked quietly, growing a little impatient with the wait.
"Done!" Wang Yan answered softly. After a pause, he hurriedly added, "From now on, we need to suppress our auras and check on the stockade! Don't make another sound!"
"All right!" Ye Shisan quickly replied. He circulated the Earthforce Art Wang Yan had given him, suppressing his aura until not the slightest trace escaped...
Hum! Wang Yan suppressed his aura as well...
The passage here was much cleaner and looked frequently traveled, with no loose stones or anything of the sort...
The two silently advanced some fifteen to twenty zhang...
Suddenly!
"Hmph! What happened? All five are dead? They couldn't even handle such a trifling task!" a voice cursed irritably. It sounded like a female cultivator...
Wang Yan's heart tightened at the voice. He quickly raised a hand toward Ye Shisan, signaling him to stop...
Ye Shisan immediately stopped when he saw the gesture...
"Well, we don't know either. By the time we arrived, they were already corpses!" another voice said. After a pause, it continued, "And judging by the scene, a cultivator did it!"
"A cultivator? Tsk! Could those three small Lineages have discovered us?" the female cultivator