"It's about time I stretched my muscles."
Qin Shaofeng murmured indifferently, as though he were merely discussing what to eat for lunch.
Yet what he was about to do felt incomparably bloody.
Even if no blood would spurt.
The Ghost Three Slashes battle saber landed in his hand.
His speed likewise surged to the limit, and heads rolled from the Ghost Corpse Slaves' necks one after another.
"System Prompt: Congratulations to player Qin Shaofeng for killing one Venerable-rank Ghost Corpse Slave. Obtained 100,000 Real Value." "System Prompt: Congratulations to player Qin Shaofeng for killing a Venerable-rank..."
The notifications rang out one after another, but Qin Shaofeng was no longer in the mood to care.
A single one was worth only one hundred thousand Real Value.
To him now, such an amount was not even worth noticing.
Venerable-rank Ghost Corpse Slaves could no longer give him Martial Body Value.
If not for the sake of testing things out, he would not even have been interested in killing these Ghost Corpse Slaves.
As he slaughtered them at high speed, time also flew by.
A full three hours later.
Qin Shaofeng had no idea how many Ghost Corpse Slaves had died by his hand. The only thing he could learn through the system was that his Martial Body Value had increased by nearly two thousand, reaching around fifteen thousand.
In other words, the number of Saint-rank Ghost Corpse Slaves that had died in his hands alone was already close to two thousand.
As for the exact number, that was truly hard to say.
With so many Ghost Corpse Slaves added to his tally, his Real Value had also risen to more than 33 billion.
Of course, the Real Value he could continue accumulating had already reached its limit.
The moment he