Not long after, silhouettes appeared in a certain mountain.

They were precisely the five Tier Four Celestial Roc Race cultivators.

But now they looked extremely miserable, with blood flowing profusely from their bodies.

Even their souls had been severely damaged, on the verge of death.

"That Tier Five Desolate Beast is truly terrifying, probably even our ancestor's full-force attack would only be comparable."

"Yeah, fortunately, we have a Tier Five Defense Talisman bestowed by our ancestor, which can block a Tier Five attack. Otherwise, no matter how powerful we are, we would have likely faced certain death."

"Indeed, entering the True Spirit Secret Realm well-prepared was the right decision. Otherwise, we'd have faced countless deaths."

"No wonder these ancient era Desolate Beasts were rampant. Although their intelligence is lacking, their battle instincts alone are remarkable."

"Thankfully, they only live inside the Secret Realm World and not outside; otherwise, where would be our path to survival?"

Many Tier Four Celestial Roc Race cultivators were relieved.

They paid a huge price to stay alive, using up their only Tier Five Defense Talisman.

Only then did they luckily survive the attack from the Tier Five Desolate Beast.

Even so, they felt it was worth it.

After all, compared to their lives, mere treasures mean nothing.

If they truly died at the hands of these Desolate Beasts, it would be a huge loss.

No matter how great the treasures they possessed, they would be meaningless.

Effectively making it bed clothes for others.

Whoosh!

At this moment, a silhouette suddenly appeared above this group of Celestial Roc Race cultivators, startling them.

"Who is hiding in the shadows, come out immediately."

This group of Tier Four Celestial Roc Race cultivators roared fiercely.

They were in a dire situation now, with their strength barely intact.

If they encountered a formidable enemy, they would hardly stand a chance.

Like birds startled by the mere rustle of twigs.

"Unexpectedly, you all managed to survive."

"If it weren't for me, perhaps you wouldn't die."

"Unfortunately, your time has come."

The voice of the silhouette came out, shrouded in sinister killing intent.

Clang~~ Clang~~~ Clang~~

In the next second, a giant bell floated in mid-air, its surface covered with dense ancient runes, forming a massive barrier filled with sacred, ancient, and demon-vanquishing aura.

Like a great entity unknown for how long it has existed.

Soon after, it released waves of demon-vanquishing sound, terrifying sound waves sweeping through the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, causing the surrounding space to ripple.

"It's over."

The faces of this group of Tier Four Celestial Roc Race cultivators changed dramatically, showing despair.

They barely escaped the pursuit of the terrifying Desolate Beast, thinking they would survive.

Who would have guessed that an enemy had long been watching from the shadows?

The aim was to deliver a fatal blow while they were weakest.

Knowing they were cultivators from the Celestial Roc Race, who dared to attack them?

Boom~~

Before they could react, a terrible demon-vanquishing power swept over them, striking their bodies, attacking their souls, and piercing their sturdy physiques.

In an instant, their souls were destroyed by this power.

One by one, their eyes widened, lifeless.

In their pupils, shock, terror, and disbelief flowed, evidently dying with regret.

As Nascent Soul level beings, they have long lifespans, holding positions of elders within their tribe, high in authority, unmatched under one, above millions. Who would harm them?

Yet, even in such positions, they met misfortune and died tragically here.

"Haha, a bunch of unlucky guys."

"You didn't expect to fall into the master's hands."

"Like a mantis stalking a cicada, unaware of the oriole behind."

The sound of the Ten Thousand Transformations Pill Furnace resounded triumphantly.

The perpetrator was naturally Jiang Fan, who earlier monitored the area using the Great Sun Buddha Mirror, knowing that this group of Celestial Roc Race cultivators didn't die, but survived due to their resources.

Yet Jiang Fan wouldn't let the chance to hit a drowning enemy go to waste.

So he decisively chose to attack, ambushing this group of Nascent Soul Demon cultivators.

The result, with calculated intent, was the Celestial Roc Race cultivators having no resistance, instantly eliminated.

This moved the Ten Thousand Transformations Pill Furnace greatly.

Because recently, too many Nascent Soul Demon cultivators had perished at the master's hands.

Who could think that their master was merely a Golden Core cultivator, few would believe such a thing?

Conclusively, this group of Celestial Roc Race cultivators were truly unlucky, offending the master, sealing their fate.

"At this rate, will the master's continued killing eradicate the Celestial Roc Race's Nascent Soul ones?"

Primordial Magnetic Divine Thunder Pearl found it really absurd, not knowing how many Celestial Roc Race's Nascent Soul cultivators were stealthily eliminated by its master.

And the Celestial Roc Race is oblivious to what's happening, unaware of the enemy's identity.

Even as a Divinity Transformation Race with numerous Nascent Soul cultivators, they can't withstand such losses.

"It's not that simple."

"It was merely getting rid of some Nascent Soul Demon cultivators."

"As a Divinity Transformation Race, the truly important ones are the Divinity Transformation Ancestors."

"As long as the Divinity Transformation Ancestors haven't fallen, the Celestial Roc Race's status remains unshaken."

Primordial Talisman Pen said solemnly.

It wasn't optimistic. Even with so many Nascent Soul deaths, the Celestial Roc Race hadn't suffered critical damage, merely bearing minor injuries.

Thinking this would destabilize the Celestial Roc Race's position was naïve.

However, if weakened continuously, the Celestial Roc Race might eventually collapse.

Like ants slowly eroding a dam, sooner or later, the dam will be shattered by floods.

Because the Celestial Roc Race's enemies include not only the Human Race but other Demon races have deep-seated hatred for them.

"Indeed, Divinity Transformation cultivators are key."

The Demon-Vibrating Bell also recognized this point.

So currently, confrontation with the Celestial Roc Race must be gradual.

Occasional benefits from the Celestial Roc Race are quite favorable.

Right now, the Human Race on the Western Continent is just starting to develop, absolutely shouldn't be prematurely exposed.

Otherwise, they will surely face sieges by many Demon races, leading to swift demise.

Boom~~

At this moment, a message instantly penetrated deep into Jiang Fan's sea of consciousness: "You killed this group of Tier Four Celestial Roc Race cultivators, prematurely eliminating a calamity, avoiding a life-and-death disaster. You gained a Fourth-Grade Opportunity and fifty thousand Luck Points."

Perceiving this message, Jiang Fan stroked his chin.

He felt this time's harvest was enormous, receiving fifty thousand Luck Points at once, truly a windfall.

This was his greatest acquisition of Luck Points ever.

A closer look justified the outcome.

After all, he eliminated five Tier Four Demon cultivators, capturing their Luck.

Ordinarily, without his intervention, this group of Celestial Roc Race cultivators likely wouldn't die.

Even heavily wounded, they could have survived.

But their luck was utterly poor, encountering him.

Before they could react, they were annihilated, their path ended.

Even their Luck was seized by him.

Thus, he naturally obtained formidable luck, gained enormous rewards.

"The Fourth-Grade Opportunity is within these Celestial Roc Race cultivators."

Jiang Fan concentrated his thoughts and immediately collected the Storage Bags of these Celestial Roc Race cultivators.

Moreover, he didn't let their corpses go.

As Tier Four Demon cultivators, every part of their bodies was precious material.

At the very least, it could serve as fertilizer within the Exquisite Tower's internal world.

Hence, these corpses are treasure troves he wouldn't easily discard.

Whoosh!

After finishing all this, Jiang Fan didn't hesitate and quickly left the place.

He was worried about being hunted by other Celestial Roc Race cultivators.

Escaping the dangerous area was the priority.

He now eagerly anticipated the Fourth-Grade Opportunity, as it was a Divinity Transformation level chance.

This opportunity was bound to bring enormous benefits.

But he wondered what kind of treasure was on these Celestial Roc Race cultivators.

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