Chapter 1062: All Races Cultivators Have It Too Hard

The meeting with the Nine Great Daoists ended on a sour note.

Jiang Ding didn't care and retreated back into the Soul Void Realm.

These daoist disciples fought for the interests of their respective sects, with the so-called restraining powers granted by Great Experts amounting to little, incapable of binding the daoist disciples.

Likewise, these daoist disciples would not cease the layout of the Refining Void Stage Concealment Arrays because of Jiang Ding.

This was their own affair.

Jiang Ding was now hiding in a Tiger Clan tribe, inhabiting the Divine Soul of a Foundation-building stage black tiger, peering out through its window-like tiger eyes. A pitch-black claw, cold as iron, stabbed into the chest of a person from the Magic Rock Clan, extracting a heart core.

The face of the person from the Magic Rock Clan showed disbelief and shock, body slowly falling and crumbling into a pile of ore, devoid of life energy.

"Roar!"