From now on, the sword in Han Muye's hand had its own Dao.
Turning around, Han Muye saw that Jin Kun's body was enveloped in blood qi. He chuckled and did not disturb him. Instead, he flew into the Endless Sea and rode the waves, gathering the bones, fur, and scales of the demon beast he had just killed.
In the future, the fight between the two worlds would be for resources and accumulation. These things could not be wasted.
When he was done, he saw that Jin Kun had finished his cultivation and was waiting for him.
"Fellow Daoist Jin Kun, are you interested in looking for the clan that saved you?" Han Muye pointed into the distance at the spiritual light floating in the Endless Sea and asked softly.
Hearing his words, Jin Kun revealed an excited expression.
The Wood Demon Clan advocated peace and rarely killed. They were also close to each other within the clan.