Xiao Yun was incredibly fast. Even without using teleportation, the Wind Laws he had comprehended and the divine ability Lightning Step he cultivated were enough to make his speed unrivaled among those of the same realm.
That quasi-Emperor-level corpse was swiftly put away by Xiao Yun.
"How dare you desecrate our sect master's corpse!"
A blazing streak of saber light suddenly slashed toward Xiao Yun, like a galaxy pouring down from the heavens. Dazzling immortal light illuminated every direction.
The newcomer was a middle-aged man clad in azure scale armor. He was exceptionally burly, with thick eyebrows and razor-sharp eyes.
"Peak Great Saint!"
Xiao Yun's expression shifted slightly. He had not expected that collecting a quasi-Emperor's corpse would draw the attention of a peak Great Saint.
But upon hearing the other man's words, Xiao Yun understood.
So the owner of this corpse had been their sect master.
No wonder he had rushed down so anxiously.
"Senior, I was kindly collecting your sect master's body for you. Don't worry—even if we are enemies, I will still give your sect master a grand burial..."
Xiao Yun spoke over his shoulder as he dodged.
The azure-armored man flew into a rage and pursued without letting up, roaring at Xiao Yun's back, "Little thief, hand over our sect master at once!"
He did not believe for a moment that Xiao Yun would give their sect master a grand burial. A quasi-Emperor-level corpse, even if refined into a puppet, would at the very least possess peak Great Saint strength.
What was more, their sect master was wearing immortal armor, a formidable defensive treasure in its own right.
How could the azure-armored man not know Xiao Yun's true purpose?
In truth, Xiao Yun was not the only one on this battlefield collecting enemy corpses. Others were