As the robed figure entered, the great gate sealed shut again seamlessly.
The trophies on the tray rapidly decayed, turning to dust in moments before being scattered by a breeze.
Mo Ling finally understood why the robed figure had hunted so many creatures. This was the price for opening the gate.
Moreover, the tray seemed to judge the value of the trophies. Mo Ling noticed that the parts that had just glowed with purple light were precisely the sections of prey the robed figure had selected.
As for the rest of the flesh and blood, none of it emitted a similar light.
'He seems to know which trophies this gate requires.'
Mo Ling felt more and more that the robed figures were shrouded in deep mystery.
Long after the Stone Gate had closed, Bai Zhou finally walked up to it and began his inspection.
