Having opened the Lava Lord's lair, Ye Xiwen charged straight inside without encountering much trouble. Though the Lava Lord had left behind some formations, they were no challenge at all to Ye Xiwen.
Such special lifeforms possessed extraordinary talent in certain aspects, but their attainments in other areas were generally lacking. For example, this Lava Lord's comprehension of Flame Law was nothing short of earth-shattering, but before Ye Xiwen, his formations were merely child's play.
Yet with his cultivation, if he had not already been slain by someone else, how could Ye Xiwen possibly have taken advantage of him?
Once one became powerful enough, even glaring weaknesses could still produce astonishing combat power.
With a single glance, Ye Xiwen first saw mountains of Mystic Dans, spirit crystals, and countless other things scattered all over the place. Bloodstains could even be seen from time to time. It was easy to imagine that these had belonged to experts of various races who had accidentally entered the Lava Lord's territory and ultimately died at his hands. All their wealth had fallen into the Lava Lord's possession.
Ye Xiwen gave them a rough look. Though they were piled up in heaps, they were still fewer than the Mystic Dans Old Yue had carried. In total, there were fewer than eight million.
He could not help feeling somewhat disappointed. The Lava Lord's reputation had been so immense, yet even after converting the spirit crystals, he had not accumulated that many Mystic Dans.
Naturally, Ye Xiwen knew that the Lava Lord had likely consumed most of them. What he did not know was that Old Yue could not possibly have possessed so much wealth while living deep in the mountains. He had only carried such riches because he had been accompanying someone else. Yet now, all