Ye Xiwen strode straight into the main hall. Experts lay scattered across the floor, howling in pain. Though Ye Xiwen had not dealt killing blows, he had still grievously wounded them all.
They glared at Ye Xiwen with hatred in their eyes as they continued to wail.
"Ye Xiwen, don't be so arrogant! When my lord emerges from seclusion, your end will come!" someone roared repeatedly.
Ye Xiwen did not even spare them a glance. They were nothing more than the distant barking of defeated dogs.
He headed straight into the depths of the hall and opened its treasury.
All kinds of God Materials were immediately laid bare before Ye Xiwen. These were the various God Materials Jun Dingtian and his men had gathered over this period, though in Ye Xiwen's eyes, their quality could only be considered mediocre.
Perhaps Jun Dingtian had already taken away the better God Materials. Still, something was better than nothing. By Ye Xiwen's rough estimate, they were worth at least over a billion God Source. He could simply sell them to the Flame Lord later.
What drew the eye most, however, was a clump of light at the very center of the treasury. Its dazzling radiance illuminated the entire vault, emitting an intense glow of energy.
It was the Essence of Light.
Ye Xiwen's eyes lit up. There was no need to mention how precious the Essence of Light was. Only under exceptionally harsh conditions could these essences of heaven and earth avoid dispersing and remain preserved.
By swallowing a single Essence of Light, he could gain a great deal of cultivation out of thin air. Unlike ordinary God Source, which could at most be converted into mana and could not truly increase his cultivation.
Although Jun Dingtian had nearly set him up this