Zheng Yi didn't spare a glance at the corpse, took the offered storage pouch, and his formidable Divine Soul, like an octopus, gripped the pouch's opening and directly erased the restriction.
Casually checking it, the storage pouch of a Foundation Establishment Perfection Cultivator didn't have anything valuable. Clearly, the pursuer was chasing without carrying the truly good items, Zheng Yi didn't mind and put it away.
Then, his gaze landed on the ravaged forest area. Seeing the targeted object clearly, the blood and mutilated corpses scattered around didn't draw his attention, nor did they move him. He had seen this scenario often in the Doomsday World and was long accustomed to it.
But one person among them made Zheng Yi slightly squint his eyes and exclaim in surprise.
"Indeed, I didn't sense wrong, a Half-Demon! And astonishingly, a Half-Demon with the Great Demon Origin!"
