The seven-colored bird’s corpse was full of treasures.

Someone naturally wanted them.

On the airship, human figures were swaying. They dragged the seven-colored bird’s corpse before dissecting it...

Moreover, someone could be heard saying—

“Those few bast*rds from the Stoemer Sect got into an impasse. They are simply ruthless.”

“D*mn it! How dare they set up an immortal-slaying sword formation here? Are they trying to kill everyone?”

Those people, the nine dragons pulling the coffin and the seven-colored bird that had just died, had naturally come over for the resurrected spiritual energy in America. The opportunity erupting from inside would be a collection of great fortunes in countless worlds. It was heavenly cultivation of creation.

Who would not be moved?

The Ancient Heavenly Kings and sect masters were all restless.

However, the seven-colored bird served as a cautionary tale to them. After they helplessly watched it die so quickly, they dared not continue in their endeav