"Time's up!"
"I hereby announce that Mud Lord has been slain, its Divine Soul shattered, officially dead. Therefore, the winner of this round is Lying Flat Lord of the Vermilion Bird Immortal Alliance."
"According to the prior agreement, he shall possess ownership over all of Mud Lord's remains and legacy."
"This Life and Death Duel is now concluded!"
The thunderous announcement echoed within and beyond the arena, while the spectators outside were all teleported away within a mere dozen seconds.
A group of mysterious figures appeared and swiftly dismantled the mountain-protecting grand formation. Without even sparing Wang Wu a glance, they rapidly withdrew. In less than half the time it took to burn a stick of incense, the place had returned to desolation.
Only Wang Wu and Mud Turtle's corpse remained.
Yet he had not stopped at all. He had long since collected every scrap of Mud Turtle's flesh, every drop of essence blood, every fragment of demon core, as well as the two damaged Overlord Demon Cores that had not had time to self-destruct.
That included the two Turtle Shells and the two top-grade Storage Pouches on Mud Turtle's body.
Thus, once those mysterious people withdrew the mountain-protecting grand formation, Wang Wu had already cleaned up every loose end and swiftly departed.
If he did not leave now, the enraged and grief-stricken Divine Turtle Clan would inevitably hunt him down and lock onto him.
Absolutely.
Mud Turtle's Storage Pouches definitely contained treasures capable of tracking him, such as those two skeletal turtles, such as that Dragon Bone.
Wang Wu had to make a choice.
At that moment, the snake-shaped Jade Pendant lit up once more and trembled faintly. The Snake Emperor was sending him a message.
Wang Wu's heart stirred, and the old fellow's voice came through. "Xiong Wu,