After giving it some thought, these true god stage experts could only give up. It was not that they did not want to take him as a disciple, but they had now realized that, with the outstanding results Yang Chen had displayed, it would not be their turn, true god stage experts like them, to accept him as a disciple.
As for fighting over him, they could leave that to those Daoists.
They had yet to even meet him, yet they were already fighting until their heads were bloodied. These true god stage experts were truly curious just how fiercely those Daoists would contend once they met Yang Chen in person.
Yang Chen knew nothing of this. After driving Bai Wuheng away, he swiftly recovered his condition instead of charging in red-eyed to seize that mysterious treasure.
Yang Chen understood one principle clearly: the more precious a treasure was, the more it burned the hand.
Before he possessed sufficient strength, trying to lay hands on some precious treasure was no different from reaching out to touch the moon reflected in a well. It was utterly meaningless; in the end, all he would gain would be flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water.
Now that he had recovered enough true qi and regained his condition, it was not too late to take the treasure.
As these thoughts ran through his mind, Yang Chen stepped forward, activated the Spirit Resonance Divine Eye, and looked ahead.
"Bai Wuheng left in too much of a hurry. He did not even take Kunqi's head with him. That works out nicely for me." Yang Chen looked at the enormous corpse below.
Without another word, he stored the corpse away. After all, the corpse of a Demigod Stage Demon Emperor was treasure from head