Ye Sheng did not have any thoughts about the Pantheon Pill Furnace's foot. He knew that he could not obtain it now.
Just carrying out the corpse of the five elders required ye Sheng to be extremely careful. He could not make any mistakes. If he were to be greedy and take that foot, he would definitely end up in a miserable state.
In front of him, the monster formed by the sword formation was still sleeping. With every breath, a large amount of sword qi shot out. An invisible killing intent spread throughout the surroundings, making this area as cold as an icy plain.
Ye Sheng carefully advanced forward, using the Pantheon Pill Furnace to hide his aura, not allowing himself to be exposed.
Step by step, he slowly approached.
The sword formation was still sleeping, spitting out sword qi.
Ye Sheng glanced at it and continued forward, slowly approaching the nearest large tomb.