At the same time, they were all basically willing to give their lives for the Holy Sect at any moment.
But expecting the White Bone Giant to fight a Golden Core True Man was simply unrealistic. No matter how fanatical the followers were, they were unwilling to throw their lives away so pointlessly.
After they retreated, Gu Weiyuan, who was in the karst cave, suddenly found that the supply of Spiritual Objects had stopped.
"Where did my bones go? Where are my bones?"
He immediately controlled one of his eyeballs to fly out and take a look, and saw the Demon Cultivators cowering in the valley.
"Trash! A bunch of useless trash! You can't even handle such a small task. What use do I have for any of you!"
"Since there are no more bones, I'll just use you as replacements!"
As his words fell, a massive amount of hair suddenly flew out from the cave.
Each strand found a Demon Cultivator, instantly wrapping tightly around the target's neck and dragging them into the cave.
