Ji An efficiently carved up and froze the spoils, then stored them in the Gourd World.
He had earned them all in battle himself. The other party had provided no help whatsoever, so he would not pretend to be generous and split them evenly.
He landed steadily beside Yu Heng Sanren, clasped his hands, and smiled.
"Perfectly resolved. If no other demon beasts interfere, we can begin capturing the Qi of Creation."
Yu Heng Sanren felt his mouth go dry and swallowed hard.
"Your methods are the most formidable I have ever seen in my life, Fellow Daoist. I am deeply impressed!"
As the final disciple of a Star Lord, he appeared modest on the surface, but deep down, he was immensely proud.
Since beginning his cultivation, he had always stood at the apex of the pyramid among cultivators of the same realm. There were few people in his life whom he had admired, and even when facing cultivators stronger than himself, he believed that he would surpass them someday.
Today was the first time he had felt powerless. The other party had cultivated for less time than he had, yet his true combat power far surpassed his own.
The battle just now had demonstrated the other party's strength. He had overwhelmingly slain a demon beast with a top-tier bloodline; even if Yu Heng Sanren unleashed a life-risking secret art, he would struggle to do so so cleanly.
That meant that if he fought the other party to the death, there was a great chance he would suffer Death and Soul Annihilation.
Ji An waved a hand modestly. "You flatter me, Fellow Daoist."
A fiery meteor suddenly fell from the distant sky. When it struck the ground, the mountains and wilderness trembled.
Yu Heng Sanren steadied his turbulent mind. "Fellow