Jiang Zhen slowly descended from the sky and landed at the edge of the pit, looking down indifferently at the lifeless corpse at the bottom of the pit.
The once continent-renowned Clear Sky Douluo was now nothing more than a handful of scorched earth in this desolate place.
The Ice Empress drifted over, landing lightly beside him. She glanced at the miserable scene below, curled her lips, and said with a trace of displeasure, "He got off too easily, dying so quickly. Ruining our mood—he deserved to be torn to pieces."
Jiang Zhen smiled faintly, long accustomed to the Ice Empress's ruthless remarks.
With a flicker, he dropped into the pit and deftly removed all six spirit bones left on Tang Hao's corpse.
The spirit bones kept their glow contained and radiated dense energy; every one of them was a fine piece over ten thousand years old.
Though these spirit bones were of little use to Jiang Zhen now, they were rare treasures for rewarding subordinates and currying favor.
He casually stored the spirit bones in his Storage Ring, as if he had merely picked up a few stones.
"Bing'er, let's go."
Jiang Zhen took the Ice Empress's hand, his tone carrying a hint of helplessness. "I wanted to spend some proper time with you, but there are always blind flies disturbing the peace. This wonderful day has gone to waste."
The Ice Empress let him hold her hand, but she still could not vent all her anger. She turned back and clenched her hand fiercely at Tang Hao's charred corpse at the bottom of the pit!
Crack... Boom!
Extreme cold erupted in an instant. Tang Hao's mangled remains were immediately encased in an indestructible layer of black ice, then violently shattered under the force bursting from within, turning into