Chapter 337 People on the Same Boat

The tomb chamber reeked of blood.

The bodies of Cultivators were piled high throughout the chamber.

Everyone finally understood that it would be absolutely impossible to take any relics out of this ancient tomb.

Some Cultivators, in order to survive, willingly handed over the treasures they had obtained from the tomb, and only by this stroke of fortune did they manage to save their lives.

The surviving Cultivators emerged from the tomb; from the original number of several hundreds, only a little over fifty remained.

The Cultivators had sullen faces, their eyes flickering with anger.

"Those bastards are utterly shameless!"

"Today's events must be announced to the world so that all Cultivators know of their despicable actions!"

The Cultivators scattered, fleeing from the place, intent on spreading the news of what had transpired that day.

It was deep at night, and a lone figure, ghost-like, stepped out and instantly appeared a hundred meters away.