The fat duck was extremely fast, its figure like lightning. Before its voice even faded, that roly-poly white figure had completely vanished within the boundless, crimson Phoenix Baleful Intent, leaving only the echo of "Not over yet!" reverberating across the mountain peak.
Lu Lin did not pursue.
The most urgent task was to collect the spoils of war right before him.
His figure shifted as he returned to the central area of the mountain peak. Sweeping his gaze around, he saw that the shattered eggshell pieces scattered on the ground numbered as many as several dozen.
These fragments varied in size; the large ones were the size of a palm, while the small ones were merely the size of a fingernail.
A few fragments still retained a small amount of glistening, viscous egg liquid, and there were only three pieces that were truly stained with blood.
Lu Lin took out a jade bottle and cautiously collected the remaining egg liquid.
In his heart, he still couldn't help feeling a series of stabbing pains. What a heavenly waste! A Phoenix egg that might have been left behind by an immemorial true spirit was actually eaten by some unfathomable fat duck! Such waste! It's simply a colossal waste!
The more he thought about it, the more suffocated he felt.
If he could obtain a complete Phoenix egg and find a way to hatch and nurture it, wouldn't that mean there would be a continuous stream of Phoenix Blood available for extraction in the future, allowing the "Nirvana Golden Body" to undergo continuous transformation with boundless potential?
Pity that now only these leftover scraps remained.
After storing the egg liquid, he swept all the eggshell pieces on the ground, regardless of size, into the inner space of the Martial Dao Melting Furnace.
Finally,