Wherever the naked eye swept, the slain Seven-Hued Flying Scorpions were corroded and dissolved one after another, eventually vanishing into nothingness. Of the tens of thousands of Seven-Hued Flying Scorpions, all but a little over a thousand that fled in disarray were absorbed by the Turbid World Eye Lotus.
Lu Xiaotian, standing to the side, was also secretly alarmed. This middle-aged man's thoughts were truly ruthless beyond compare. He had wiped out tens of thousands of Seven-Hued Flying Scorpions in one fell swoop, and in such an evil manner at that. But after thinking it over, Lu Xiaotian felt it was quite normal. If those Seven-Hued Flying Scorpions had offended him, their fate probably would not have been much better. The only difference was that Lu Xiaotian had no interest in these scorpion corpses.
The strong preyed on the weak. Sure enough, it was the same everywhere.
"Things no better than ants." The middle-aged man spoke coldly and was just about to leave when the clouds and rosy light in the distant void suddenly churned. Several shadows appeared within them. By the time they reacted, Yan Jiu, Chen Rufeng, Wu Fang, and the others had emerged from the clouds. The group was astonished. Aside from seeing that this unbelievably formidable dragon had been captured, they were even more shocked to see the middle-aged man.
"Iron-Faced Punishment Officer Fang Qinlong! Greetings, Senior." After their astonishment, the group hurriedly saluted Fang Qinlong.
"Lesser juniors from the Dragon-Seeking Office?" Fang Qinlong glanced indifferently at them. "Those old fools from the Dragon-Seeking Office have finally seen the light and realized they should send people over. But you arrived far later than I expected."
Fang Qinlong's tone was icy, and he remained far from warm toward Yan Jiu and the other juniors. Lu Xiaotian could