Zi Yan's swift killing of the Dragon Demon Bear shocked Long Qingyue, but Lin Ming was not surprised in the slightest. His gaze had already swept toward the other parts of White Bone Mountain.
Astonishing surges of spiritual energy still came from those directions. Explosions rumbled and furious beasts roared in succession; the fighting there was clearly fierce.
Those who had entered Bone Mountain from other directions, hoping to reap the spoils, were probably locked in battle with the guardian beasts they had encountered.
Every one of those beasts carried True Dragon or True Phoenix blood and possessed formidable strength. For most of the people who had entered Dragon-Phoenix Haven, they were troublesome opponents.
Lin Ming's expression shifted slightly. He withdrew his gaze and reached out, grabbing the Dragon Demon Bear's enormous headless corpse.
Though the Dragon Demon Bear was dead, its body weighed at least several hundred thousand pounds. Yet in Lin Ming's hand, it was as light as a chick.
He signaled to the two women, then shot forward, heading straight for the Dragon-Phoenix Pool amid the brightest radiance at the summit.
The True Dragon Blood Essence in the bear was thin, but even a scrap had its value. Tossing the corpse into the Dragon-Phoenix Pool later would provide some decent nourishment.
The rest of the way, the three met no real resistance.
The truly powerful guardian beasts on White Bone Mountain had likely been drawn away by the experts entering from other directions. They were busy fighting those who had hoped to claim the spoils, leaving the way open for Lin Ming and his companions.
Flying at full speed, the three passed through the layers of cloud surrounding the summit in just a few minutes.
The clouds held a strange pale-gold sheen and grew thicker the closer