Chen Che didn't pay any mind to the gratitude of a group of Qi Refining Cultivators.
However,
The plight of that group of Cultivators was just one of many incidents he had witnessed on his journey. Other Cultivators were not so lucky; their very bones had long since been gnawed away by wild beasts.
At the same time, the Evil Qi generated by the deaths of so many Cultivators and mortals would, in turn, spawn more Demon Beasts and Ghost Cultivators.
Even Cultivators found it difficult to resist, let alone mortals.
'Wei Yanzhou, oh, Wei Yanzhou... How could you use the common people as pawns in your game to lure Du Zhongyi into your trap?'
Chen Che seethed with a hatred that made his teeth itch, but a sense of helplessness also rose in his heart.
The law of the jungle was not just a saying in this world; it was a reality written in blood, case after case.
At the same time,
