My Waste Husband novel Chapter 1832

Seeing the numerous cultivators rushing through the doors and snatching the treasures, the great battle once again began. Although the rooms were packed with treasures, there wasn't enough for the cultivators to split up. Furthermore, none of them wanted to leave soon, and all of them wanted to get as many treasures as possible.

Blood flowed down from the spiralling stairs, and the pure white stairs were dyed blood red in a very short period of time.

Aeson was powerful and surrounded by Spiritual Qi, so that no one could get close to him. Wherever he went, those cultivators would hide. Because if they didn't hide, they would die! Aeson rushed into many doors, and each time he appeared, he would have more treasures in his hand.

Henry stood there and watched all of this as a bystander. He discovered that the treasures hidden behind the doors were all medicinal ingredients. Some could convert bloodlines, others could build up cultivators' physiques, and there were others that could directly condense spiritual energy. These medicinal ingredients were all precious treasures according to the King of Medicine. They were all precious items recorded in the medicinal manual.

Blood dyed the entire hall red. Under the temptation of these supreme treasures, they didn't have any so-called friends, there was only one thing-fighting.

"Senior Brother, you!"

A female cultivator stared at the man in front of her with wide eyes and looked at him incredulously. This was her senior brother. They had already been engaged to each other for a lifetime. They had even gotten married a few days ago and were about to be together forever.

But just now, when this female cultivator got an herb, the man who had been married to her mercilessly used a sharp knife to take away the herb from her.

Too many things had happened at this moment.

"Junior Brother! How dare you attack me?!"

"Senior Brother, men die for wealth and birds die for food. We both know this is true."

"I am your younger brother! Your brother! You want to kill me for one herb?!"

"My dear wife! How can you do this to me?!"

Questions like these could be heard around the hall. The so-called affection, in the face of huge interests, was fragmented.

Of course, there were also people who respected people more than supreme treasures, but there were too few of them. Elder brother protected younger sister. The result was that both people tragically died. With their characters, there was no way they could survive here! Corpses fell from the spiral staircase one after another, falling onto the ground, and no one took another look at them.

There was a rain of blood above Henry's head. The fresh blood came from the body that was still warm.

Such a scene lasted for an indeterminable amount of time.

Henry looked at this scene, but he did not make any comment.

This was a world where strength was paramount. The strong preyed on the weak. It was easy to understand that Henry did not need these things to commit murder for treasures, but he would not criticize others from a saint's point of view. Henry was sure that if he did not have these fortuitous encounters today, he would be taking place in this bloody battle.

There were more and more corpses in the hall. After the last door was opened on the spiral staircase, the battle finally came to a halt.