The remaining few demon cultivators actually wanted to keep chasing, but since some of them were already thinking about backing out, they had to divide the spiritual objects, classics, and jade slips they'd just obtained before anything else; otherwise, it would be hard to sort it out later.
Watching this, Sun Song cursed nonstop in his heart. By the time these matters were settled, who knew how far the target would have run? Even if they found her location, with such a huge distance between them, catching up would be nearly impossible.
But he didn't dare to chase alone either. After all, he had seen with his own eyes Jiang Fengwu kill two comrades whose strength far surpassed his own.
With such overwhelming power, he stood no chance. If he really tried his luck, he might just end up throwing his own life away as well.
So, much as he was reluctant, Sun Song could only accept this reality, watching helplessly as a golden mountain vanished before his eyes.
