At this moment, actually no one knew if the ice bear was truly dead or not. The damage it caused earlier was immense; several cultivators were crushed to death by the stones hurled by the ice bear. Now that it had finally fallen, they hesitated to approach too eagerly.
"Since none of you want it, then I'll help myself!"
Liu Chen, wearing a monkey mask and a black cloak, descended swiftly from the sky, landing beside the ice bear in an instant. The dagger in his hand gleamed coldly as he slashed, tearing open a massive gash in the ice bear's head.
Liu Chen knew very well that the ice bear's head had already been split open by his lightning strike skill earlier, leaving it with little life left.
He quickly opened his hand and extracted the Demon Core, executing the entire process with deft skill. It was only then that the others finally reacted, shouting loudly.
"Stop him for me."
A dozen cultivators leapt up, throwing all kinds of magical artifacts at him.
