The disciple had just finished speaking when their body collapsed heavily onto the ground.
Li Yuanshou stepped forward to help them up, lowered his head for a look, and realized it was a disciple sent earlier to Spirit Beast Sect's Main Peak.
However, now this disciple's chest had a long gash as if torn by something, with intestines and organs spilling out.
It was already a miracle that he managed to run back here.
Now, after seeing Li Yuanshou, he had no more strength left, collapsed straight to the ground, never to rise again.
Knowing he couldn't save the disciple in front of him, Li Yuanshou's frown deepened.
A trap?
What kind of trap?
Could it be that the supposed treasure in Spirit Beast Sect was a trap all along?
Li Yuanshou shuddered involuntarily at the thought.
If that were true, it would be like a mantis stalking a cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.
