"It's here."
Chen Yuan looked at the tree roots turned to ashes on the ground, and the shadow transformed into oblivion, and said softly.
They didn't continue to delve further but stopped here.
"Is the Demon Heaven Spirit Root here?"
Fatty Zhu saw Chen Yuan stop and began to look around.
"What Demon Heaven Spirit Root?"
Sheng Xueqin's pretty face froze slightly, with a look of confusion in her eyes as she glanced at Chen Yuan. "The Demon Heaven Spirit Root you're talking about, is it that emerging artifact?"
"Hehe, artifact?"
Chen Yuan chuckled indifferently.
"If it were an artifact, would I let you all come in?"
Chen Yuan spoke calmly, completely disregarding those Heavenly Pride and the many Heavenly Monarch Elders, as if he could kill them all at will if he chose to.
"You..."
Sheng Xueqin wanted to speak back but couldn't utter a single word.
