Once the barrier encasing the herbal garden island vanished, news swept through the Chaotic Demon Sea like a storm. Countless cultivators rushed into the once-sealed land; inevitably, many set their sights on the Demon Suppression Tower.0

Some rogue cultivators and hunting teams were formidable, pushing forward step by step until they reached the sixth level. Consequently, the floor became a chaotic gathering of all sorts—mercenaries, lone experts, and opportunists mingled together. Murder and plunder erupted at every turn.0

“A Soul Nascent Grass can be sold for a hundred thousand immortal stones outside. Everyone, be careful.”0

The male leader’s eyes shone excitedly. His gaze upon the Soul Nascent Grass was not that...0