The silver-haired elder's face drastically changed.
"You're not Murong Jing!"
"You're quite sharp!"
"Puchi!"
...
"Murong Jing" looked at the corpse of the silver-haired elder, stood up, and walked forward, muttering to himself, "That bastard Demon King really wants to put me in a deadly situation, so I have no choice but to take a risk!"
"Once I find out your true identity, you're as good as dead!!!"
"Puchi!"
On the ground, the silver-haired elder's body was divided in two!
...
...
In the mountain range, terrifying sounds echoed back and forth.
But they soon came to an abrupt halt.
Pei Jinye exhaled lightly.
Looking at the massive corpse on the ground.
"Good thing I kept a trick up my sleeve, otherwise that beast really would have succeeded in its sneak attack."
He reached out his hand.
He dissected the corpse on the ground and quickly extracted an inner core.
"Not bad quality." Pei Jinye was satisfied and collected it.