War was inevitable, and in the three-hundred-year-long great war between humans and Demons, not even the powerful cultivators at the True Monarch level could avoid death.
To reward them and to assure the powerful cultivators of no worries for their future, the Daoist Sect promised to secure their heritage.
How could the descendants of an entire family who died for their country be in such a state?
Xie Yunnan's expression turned grave, and Chi Yu Zi also slightly furrowed his brow. Gu Wen had not participated in the great war between humans and Demons, but he could understand its significance.
The Golden Core female cultivator who had been restrained on the ground clenched her teeth tightly, crushing the pill hidden in the crevices of her teeth. The pill ingested, her aura began to expand rapidly, from the Golden Core Middle Stage soaring to the latter stage.
