At this moment.
Chen Fan was taking stock of his gains.
Not to mention the various Dao artifacts and treasures on Black Tiger, the most precious things to Chen Fan were naturally the large number of origin fragments.
His origin fragments alone exceeded all of Chen Fan's other gains combined.
Who knew how many years it had taken him to amass them? Yet they had all fallen into Chen Fan's hands.
Naturally, Chen Fan did not stand on ceremony and absorbed them all into his body.
His comprehension speed, already like a rocket blasting into the sky, rose sharply once more.
Soon, he flipped his hand and produced a black bead.
"This black bead..."
This black bead was a special treasure left behind after Black Tiger's death.
It contained an intensely berserk and tyrannical aura.
The Palace Spirit condensed into a tangible form before Chen Fan. "I can sense God King-level divine power within this object, as well as the dense bloodline of the Hell Tiger Clan... That Black Tiger was likely able to display such strength because of this bead."
Chen Fan raised his brows and tried to refine it, but unfortunately, it appeared to be a special treasure only the Hell Tiger Clan could wield. Chen Fan simply could not refine it.
"To me, this thing is completely useless..." Chen Fan shook his head, then tossed the black bead and the compass to his avatar.
His true body entered the Pengxuan Immortal Estate again, leaving only his avatar outside.
This time, he did not even leave Little Butterfly behind with his avatar.
He had consecutively slain two Hell Tiger Clan Kings. Black Tiger in particular had been stronger than Que An to begin with, and he had possessed such a terrifying trump card. His status within the Hell