Dead Without Regret, Right?
In a certain dense forest, the Crow stood sheepishly on an old tree.
Earlier, the Crow had guessed that Ling Tianzi might be watching Lin Bai's battle from the Spirit World, so he had deliberately concealed his aura, afraid of being discovered by Ling Tianzi.
But the Crow had not missed the chance to watch the battle. When he saw Lin Bai flickering back and forth, his eyes lit up. "A Dao Divine Weapon! My goodness, Liao Lu sure did leave behind quite a few treasures. This Dao Divine Weapon is worth a fortune. If Lin Bai dies, I'll have to find a way to snatch it!"
"With the Giant God's temper, after killing Lin Bai, he probably won't take the treasures on Lin Bai's body."
"Other than that demon sword, he probably won't care for any of the treasures. Perfect—this treasure is mine!"
"And the Three Thousand Dao Lord's treasure trove belongs to me too!"
The Crow began plotting crooked schemes in his heart. He did not pray for Lin Bai at all or hope that Lin Bai could defeat the Giant God. Instead, he was thinking about how he would claim these treasures after Lin Bai died.
"Ahhhhhhh~~"
Lin Bai launched attack after attack, his sword might vast and unrivaled beneath the heavens, Sword Qi sweeping in every direction and splitting heaven and earth apart. In the blink of an eye, he had beaten the Giant God until his entire body was drenched in blood, filling the air with repeated miserable howls.
One sword slammed into the Giant God's left knee, making him drop to the ground at once with a scream.
Another sword struck the spine on the Giant God's back, smashing it into a bloody, mangled mess!
The more Lin Bai