While the spatial storm continued to hover above the Abyssal Wood Forest, the surface below entered a period of silence.
Half of the four tribes' warriors busied themselves with dismantling demon corpses, refining recovery medicines, or either recuperating while others cultivated.
Nevertheless, some of them could not help but glance over to the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman's direction.
"This is…" an Extremity-rank Battle Master uttered.
The overflowing dark energy rippled into the surroundings as the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman drew it out of the Demon King-level demon core for his cultivation.
The four tribes could not guess its grade, but they could tell it was of higher quality than Arch Demon-level demon cores.
"That core in Senior One-Eye's hand is so rich in dark energy. Don't tell me it's the demon core of a Demon Lord?"
"Surely not, right? Was there a Demon Lord-level Tomb around here?"