Admit defeat?
He had come to rob Zhou Heng—did he think a single surrender would settle it?!
Zhou Heng ignored him. The Black Sword whirled even more savagely, jolting Wang Yun's entire body numb and leaving him unable to catch his breath. Then Zhou Heng smashed a fist straight into his face.
Bang bang bang bang! Zhou Heng put away the Black Sword and used the other man as a punching bag, only stopping in satisfaction once Wang Yun's face had been beaten swollen and bruised like a pig's head. Wang Yun had never intended to kill him from beginning to end, so Zhou Heng showed mercy as well—he merely gave him a brutal beating.
"Use your head from now on. Don't come provoking me again, or next time I'll beat you even worse!" Zhou Heng leaped into the air and chased after the Black Donkey and Little Flame. Treasures littered this place everywhere; how could he waste time on irrelevant people?
Since Little Flame kept sniffing as it walked, they were not moving very quickly. Zhou Heng soon caught up with them.
"Woof!" Little Flame immediately darted around Zhou Heng's feet in circles.
The Black Donkey hurriedly directed Little Flame to continue searching for treasure. "Why does this little dog always love acting cute? Could it be female?"
Zhou Heng truly had no idea whether Little Flame was male or female, but he had no interest in finding out. After he let out a whistle, Little Flame resumed its treasure hunt. Worthy of being a heaven-and-earth divine beast, its nose was astonishingly keen.
More than ten minutes later, Little Flame led them to a halt before an enormous skeleton.
This skeleton must have belonged to a colossal being in life. Judging from the shape of the bones, it should