Within the limestone cavern.
Cheng Buzheng grabbed Huangfu Daizong, and a streak of mysterious light flashed.
In the blink of an eye.
The two figures vanished. As for that Golden Flood Dragon Crown Prince, whom he could neither kill nor loot for Spiritual Items, Cheng Buzheng simply left that enormous trouble behind.
Before leaving, Cheng Buzheng even used a little trick to make that Golden Flood Dragon sleep even more soundly.
After all, with so many of his clansmen having been blood-sacrificed by the Huangfu Immortal Clan, grief was unavoidable. Letting him get a good sleep was Cheng Buzheng's greatest kindness.
"There aren't many good people like me left in this dog-eat-dog Cultivation World!"
Cheng Buzheng praised himself.
Originally, this Golden Flood Dragon Crown Prince had not been part of his plan.
Yet with this Crown Prince's appearance, the original plan had come to a halt. But Cheng Buzheng swiftly revised his scheme on that basis!
No matter how perfect a plan was, it could never keep up with change!
Although Crown Prince Ao Yuan possessed astonishing cultivation and had cultivated several divine abilities.
Cheng Buzheng was not without a chance of victory.
Otherwise!
Cheng Buzheng would never have deliberately left a flaw behind, fleeing with Huangfu Daizong, whose aura was not concealed in the slightest. Had he really never considered this from beginning to end?
With Cheng Buzheng's meticulous way of doing things, how could he possibly have forgotten such a crucial point?
Otherwise, he would not have worn Huangfu Dingzhen's mask from beginning to end.
It was precisely because, the moment he saw that Golden Flood Dragon Crown Prince's true form, he had identified the other party's race.
He had previously learned from ancient records in the Sutra Repository Tower that the Golden Flood Dragon Clan's sharp horns