Strictly speaking, this Demon Race divine envoy was not as strong as Tiger King had been that day—he was merely a little more cunning, at least compared to Yun Chaoxian.
Even if Chu Liang had not come, Yun Chaoxian would likely have won if given a little more time.
With a sweep of his great halberd, he cleaved the tree spirit's body to pieces. The wildly expanding branches, grass, and foliage swiftly withered and shrank away, leaving only a mess across the ground.
Chu Liang looked around, spreading out his divine sense as he began searching for any remnants of spiritual items.
The Demon Race had never been skilled in pill refining, cauldrons, or magical artifacts, and they usually did not leave behind many valuable things. After searching carefully, he found only two items that might be useful.
The first was the bronze mask worn by the divine envoy. When Chu Liang's divine sense swept over it, he discovered a faint spiritual aura flowing through the object. It might have some special use, so he picked it up.
The second was an azure leaf the size of a palm. Though fallen leaves covered the ground here, this leaf was exceptionally different. Spiritual energy curled around it, and its glossy surface shimmered.
"This divine envoy was a tree spirit. This may be the natal azure leaf he refined," Chu Liang concluded after turning it over and inspecting it. "It can't be used directly right now, but it's excellent material for artifact refinement. Once I return to the mountain, I can ask someone to refine it into a magical treasure."
Sword Transmission Hall provided specialized artifact-refining services. As long as Shushan disciples supplied the materials and a certain number of Sword Coins, they could ask them to refine magical artifacts.
"Hehe, Brother