"A Jiaolong!"
Seeing the Jiaolong's corpse in the forest, its head already shattered, both men were stunned.
They still carried quite a few precious materials harvested from the Black Jiaolong: an Inner Core that could increase cultivation, as well as an inverse scale, Jiaolong fangs, sharp claws, and other materials for forging weapons.
Harvesting those materials had delayed them for a while. They had never expected to find another one here!
Both immediately thought of the senior who had secretly helped them earlier. This Jiaolong had most likely been killed by that senior.
Few trees had fallen in the surrounding forest. The battle had not been fierce, suggesting an overwhelmingly one-sided fight.
"Two Jiaolong crossed into our territory. Why would they appear near the official road? If they wanted to feed, they should have gone to remote villages..."
Li Fu frowned. Suddenly, his pupils contracted, and he hastily dropped all the scales he carried, along with a Jiaolong fang as tall as himself, before charging forward.
As he ran, he released his divine soul above his head, sending it roaming through heaven and earth as it swiftly followed the hoofprints on the ground.
Wei Feng realized it too, and his expression changed drastically. Abandoning the materials, he flew off, reaching the tea stall where Li Hao and the others had stopped earlier in the blink of an eye.
There, the old tea-stall owner was packing up.
Night had fallen, and dark clouds hung low on the distant horizon, promising a heavy rain.
"Old sir, did several young people on horseback stop here earlier?" Wei Feng asked urgently.
They had been following Li Hao's group at a distance, but the Jiaolong's ambush had intercepted them midway. The fierce battle had caused them to fall behind.
He had assumed the Jiaolong was