"This sensation… Feels like some familiar thing has resonated with it…" Lu Sheng frowned slightly. He quickly retracted the contorted waves around himself.
Only a short time had passed between the leakage of his Devil Qi and his retraction of it. The other injured cultivators had also noticed this instantaneous change.
At this moment, the cleanup of the Xuan Turtle Clan's island was swiftly conducted. The secret treasury was quickly emptied. The areas that were under the formation's protection had also protected some surviving Xuan Turtle Clan experts that had relied on the formation for survival.
The demon soldiers and demon generals took away whatever they could. They tied up the heavily wounded Xuan Turtle Clansmen and started retreating.
From a high vantage point, the densely packed demon soldiers were like black locusts. They gathered everything of value on the island and carried it away.