Not long after, several bear demons who walked upright each brought a bloody figure to the scene.
Seven human cultivators, both male and female, appeared in a miserable state, with broken limbs and fading breaths, covered in blood and showing expressions of pain.
Cultivators able to enter the Abyss must have cultivation above the perfection of the Daoist foundation, all of them being elites and distinguished figures from the outside world.
Here, they were thrown on the ground like trash, to be watched and commented on by numerous demons, without any dignity.
"Honorable Silver Ape, our squad stumbled into this place, and we implore you to grant us a chance for survival.
Whether treasures or blood food, we will find a way to compensate. Please, feel free to make requests." A man in a blood-stained sky-blue Daoist robe spoke, crouching on the ground, his tone very humble.
