Pangong Tso and the rest finally reached the treasured ship. Along the way, twenty-thirty more people had lost their lives due to the strange attacks from the life forms of Ghost Valley.
"Your Highness, the cultivation of these two monks isn't weak, they are nearly at the realm of rulai!"
Shaman King Gongmu saw the two old monks sitting on the two cliffs and his eyes lit up. "Their corporeal bodies can be used to refine quite a decent treasure! I'll fetch them over!"
Pangong Tso didn't express his opinion, so Shaman King Gongmu immediately led his men up to the shrine on the cliff, toward the corporeal bodies of the two old monks.