"You may take all the living beings within them. I only want mortals. Also, take these thirty strands of Innate Qi as compensation for the loss of your arm..."
With a casual wave, Li Qingyun bestowed the thirty strands of Innate Qi upon Bai Yutian.
"Many thanks, Master!" Bai Yutian was overjoyed and bowed again in gratitude.
"So long as you serve wholeheartedly, this poor Daoist will naturally reward merit and punish fault fairly!"
The crimson light filling the sky swiftly withdrew, and the Immortal Trapping Sword returned to Li Qingyun's sleeve.
The sword had just drunk three drops of the Sky-Devouring Roc Clan's true blood. Its sharpness and killing intent had increased by another measure!
It seemed to have been born solely for slaughter, for guzzling the true blood of Superior Clans!
He did not take the three shattered Dao artifacts. Though tempted, he still put safety first.
According to the Taiqing Body, most Dao artifacts of the Superior Clans had been bestowed by quasi-sages or sages of their respective clans. How could he dare claim them for himself?
Who could be sure those old schemers had not left some hidden trick upon them?
Just then, a cold, indifferent snort seemed to drift faintly from the farthest reaches beyond the Ring Shadow Void.
Li Qingyun's thoughts stirred. He looked up, only to see something in his field of vision—rolling with black smoke—rapidly swell within his pupils!
"Poison cast from beyond the void? It must be a sage of the Sky-Devouring Roc Clan. He finds this poor Daoist displeasing and intends to interfere..."
Run!
The sense of danger in his heart exploded in an instant. Golden-Purple Aura surged around him as he swept up Jade Slave, who was still gathering the Heaven Masters' remains, and shot away.
Boom!
The moment