The disciples of the Mystic Sanctuary watched as Qin Yan absorbed the precious Dao Essence fragments drifting through the void as if no one else existed, their eyes filled with undisguised longing.
Of course, they wanted those Dao Essence fragments too. Even one thousandth of them would be enough to elevate their strength to another level.
But they feared even more that the moment they dared step into that area, this god of slaughter would destroy them without a second word, just as he had said earlier.
Lu Qingshan and Yun Qingge stood in the distance, taking in the entire scene, their hearts churning with indescribable bitterness and regret.
Had they known Qin Yan's strength would be so terrifying, they would have followed Yin Li and charged forward no matter what.
How could they not understand the difference between help in time of need and icing on the cake?
But it was too late to say anything now—forget fighting alongside Qin Yan, they did not even have the courage to approach that battlefield.
That white figure standing alone amid the rain of blood radiated such a horrifying presence that it made their hearts tremble.
"You should go choose some resources that will be useful to you as well."
Qin Yan turned around and spoke to Huang Jiuli, Yin Li, and Su Qingwan behind him.
At this moment, the void contained not only those dazzling Dao Essence fragments, but also Spirit Weapons, Storage Rings, shattered remains, and abandoned husks left behind by the fallen Grandmasters... Every single item was a rare and precious resource.
Huang Jiuli nodded without ceremony and immediately flew toward the scattered resources.
Her relationship with Qin Yan had long since reached the point where there was no need for polite formalities.
However, Yin Li and Su Qingwan