Transformation
Just as he was about to walk away, a tiny quail suddenly crawled out from between Ren Xiang's legs.
It had just hatched; no one knew how it had gotten out.
The little quail was covered in placenta, wet and glistening.
Shen Wuxiao looked at it, smiled faintly, and stomped down.
"Smack!"
Flat as a pancake.
Born into the world, only to leave it at once!
All of Shen Wuxiao's men had returned. Not one had been wounded or killed.
"Was it handled?"
"Handled!"
"Mm, let's go back and drink!" Shen Wuxiao walked forward, sweeping his gaze toward the sewer entrance.
Xiao Yifeng was still down there.
But it was not time for him yet.
Tonight, everything had been settled without lifting a finger.
"Ding! Ren Xiang killed. Points +5 million." "Luck Arbiter title bonus: +1 million. Killed with Judge's Brush: additional +400,000..." "Xiao Yifeng's forces wiped out. Xiao Yifeng severely injured. Points +3 million." "Total points: 43 million. May advance to Martial Venerable Stage 2... Weapons, divine abilities, superpowers, and Martial Skills automatically upgraded."
"Such an expensive price? I'm only Martial Ancestor Stage Five right now..."
"If you think it's expensive, I think it's expensive too..."
"Fine. We'll talk after we get back..."
Shen Wuxiao and his group vanished beneath the night sky just like that.
They had come without a sound, and they left without a sound.
All they left behind was devastation as far as the eye could see.
The scene made it look as though Ren Xiang and Gong Han had perished together.
Before long, Gong Han's people would come to the scene.
Once they saw it, they would naturally report it.
Not long after, a pig leg appeared at the edge of the sewer, braced against the road.
Xiao Yifeng had crawled