With Pang Heihu's death, the Black Tiger Gang members also collapsed.
Without He Sheng and the other Black Tiger Gang elites, their combat strength had already plummeted.
Now that their gang leader had been killed, and they were not elite soldiers but merely gang members, how could they possibly fight to the death for the Black Tiger Gang?
Thus, these people either surrendered or fled.
Looking at Ink Saber Killing Tiger on the ground, Han Zheng said to Jiang Tai, "Gang Leader Jiang, the Black Tiger Gang is yours now. How about leaving this saber to me?"
Jiang Tai pondered for a moment before nodding generously. "Brother Han, you helped me wipe out the Black Tiger Gang. What is one saber worth? Just take it."
Mystic weapons were precious, but Jiang Tai did not use weapons to begin with, much less a saber.
Even if he kept Ink Saber Killing Tiger, he could only sell it for money. It was better to give Han Zheng a favor.
Jiang Tai could now see that although Han Zheng was only at the initial stage of the Xiantian Mortal Transformation Realm, his combat strength was astonishing, comparable to someone at the middle stage.
If he fought desperately, he might even have a chance against someone at the Late Xiantian Mortal Transformation Realm.
Moreover, Jiang Tai felt that Han Zheng's temperament and methods were truly extraordinary, so he might as well give the other man a favor.
Han Zheng picked up Ink Saber Killing Tiger. The instant it entered his hand, it felt ice-cold, and he could even sense the sharpness within it.
A prompt from the Gluttonous Crucible followed.
``` Ink Saber Killing Tiger: Mystic-grade mid-grade weapon, forged from Extreme North Cold Iron. Its nature is cold and razor-sharp, and it can amplify