The moment these people arrived, everyone's divine sense swiftly swept over the island below. They had already discovered the tragic scene on their way here.
Yet they still hoped that cultivators from their side had used concealment arts to temporarily evade the attacks of the "Brightgold Blood Worms" and were now waiting for rescue.
"Thirteen corpses. Junior Brothers Xu and Shi are among them. I wonder if anyone is still alive?"
The short young man at the front of the group looked exceedingly grim. He had already spotted the corpses of two Void Refinement Realm cultivators, along with more than a dozen mangled remains—some dead in miserable ways, others torn bodily apart.
Over the past few years, the two teams had only contacted each other occasionally. Normally, each was responsible for searching its own assigned area.
Thus, under ordinary circumstances, they did not know much about the precise situation of the other teams, lest unnecessary misunderstandings arise.
There were only thirteen corpses here. So were the remaining people dead or alive? Had the "Brightgold Blood Worms" devoured them so completely that not even corpses remained, or had members of this team already died during their earlier searches? The short cultivator and the others had no way to infer the cause.
"The crucial question is, where are those 'Brightgold Blood Worms'? Have they hidden themselves again?"
The tall cultivator kept searching the surroundings with his divine sense. Yet what puzzled him was that he had not seen even a single Brightgold Blood Worm corpse, immediately making his suspicions surge.
The situation here was completely at odds with what had been said in the voice transmission. How could a battle between two sides leave behind corpses from only one? Had the Brightgold Blood Worms swiftly cleaned up the battlefield after killing everyone