"It wasn't that I was strong. You were just too weak..."
High above, Lu Chuan gave a cold laugh, raised his hand, and drew in everything the Chu Family Old Ancestor had left behind.
Looting spoils of war was his favorite activity.
Especially that Damaged Ancient Tower the old fellow had been carrying. This thing was no ordinary object. It should have been like Pang Yunqiong's warship—a true Dao Tool.
Only, it was likewise badly damaged, so it could only unleash the power of a Quasi-Dao Tool.
But compared to Pang Yunqiong's warship, this ancient tower should have been a cut above.
"As expected, it's good stuff..."
Lu Chuan beckoned, grasping the ancient tower in his hand, and immediately sensed the intense resistance radiating from within it.
This damned thing still wanted to break free of his restraint.
His eyes turned cold. As a powerful surge of Divine Power swelled and ebbed, he forcibly sealed the ancient tower, then tossed it into the Boundless Gourd.
Right now, he had no time to study it carefully.
Collected along with the ancient tower were the Storage Treasure the Chu Family Old Ancestor had left behind, as well as numerous other treasures.
After all, this old fellow had controlled the Chu family for so many years. He had to be Filthy Rich.
The accumulation of many years became Lu Chuan's resources in a single day.
After putting everything away, Lu Chuan did not stay idle. Carrying the Epoch Blade, he stepped out and charged toward another battlefield.
He did not go looking for that Half-Step God Realm expert of the Worship God Cult.
Baili Changkong alone was enough to deal with him, not to mention there was still that middle-aged man assisting.
Taking down that man was only a matter of time.
Lu