Of course...
There was more than just a sacred artifact.
After pigman Tarik confirmed that both his life and origin spirit had been completely extinguished,
his built-in spatial storage, his "game backpack," collapsed outright.
Everything inside burst out.
Under the incomparably envious gazes of the spectators, Yun Man picked through the loot and stuffed every valuable item into her storage ring.
It had to be said, pigman Tarik was quite wealthy.
As one of the Orc Royal Court's top powerhouses, it was perfectly normal for him to possess so many precious reserves.
Only after taking the items did Yun Man descend from the arena with graceful, swaying steps.
The surrounding spectators had already become utterly wary of this young girl!
Pigman Tarik might have seemed somewhat foolish, arrogant, and deserving of death.
But it could not be denied that Tarik was powerful.
And not merely powerful in the ordinary sense.
At the very least, in the duels over the past few days, he had won with ease every time.
Yet such an invincible pigman powerhouse had been instantly killed in a single move before this graceful young girl in a fiery red feathered dress.
The key was that none of the powerhouses present had been able to clearly see the flight path of the trident she threw.
"I told you, this pigman kicked an iron plate. That girl is called Yun Man. Her mother is Taiyin, the clan leader of the divine bird Bifang Clan, a level 198 peak powerhouse. Forget this pigman—even if the emperor of the Orc Royal Court came, he would have to show this girl some respect."
"Now that pigman Tarik is dead, once word reaches the Orc Royal Court, not only will that Orc Emperor refuse to avenge Tarik, he will have to send gifts