On a battlefield strewn with chaos.
Lu Yuan sat slumped on the ground, so exhausted that even moving his fingers was difficult.
After a while.
He took several Blood Qi Pills from the Simulation Mark and swallowed them all.
As the elixir entered his stomach, the potent medicinal power quickly transformed into a vast amount of True Qi, finally restoring a trace of strength to him.
Lu Yuan stood up and looked around.
The power of the third style of the Wind and Thunder Saber Technique—Burial Moon was overwhelmingly terrifying, almost leveling the entire mansion.
As for the demons, it was as if they evaporated from the world, leaving no spoils of war behind.
This made Lu Yuan feel a pang of heartache.
Those dozen or so Third-Grade Great Demons had hundreds of years of Dao Practice, not to mention the treasures and elixirs they carried.
Just their flesh, bones, hides, and scales alone were extraordinary top-grade materials.
