The enormous lion, dozens of yards long, tilted to one side and crashed to the ground.
Wisps of Withering Force flew out of his body and returned to Fang Yun's Realm of Family, State, and World.
An intact set of Emperor Spirit Bones was worth a fortune in Burial Saint Valley. If the Withering Force corroded it, it would no longer fetch a good price.
Wolf Abyss King and Mouse Tai King stood nearby, silent as cicadas in winter. They had never expected Fang Yun to be so ruthless, killing without a moment's hesitation.
Mouse Tai King's eyes darted about, but he began to grasp the reason. Ao Yuwei had been hunting Lion Might Emperor, so Fang Yun could never have spared him.
"Mouse Tai King, go search him for anything useful," Fang Yun said.
"As you command."
Mouse Tai King's enthusiasm soared at once. This was his clan's favorite thing to do.
Mouse Tai King leaped onto Lion Might Emperor's massive body. His dozens of whiskers gave off a faint glow, suddenly lengthened, and plunged into Lion Might Emperor's flesh.
Before long, his whiskers fished out a stomach-shaped pouch without any foul, bloody odor, which he then respectfully presented to Fang Yun.
"Not bad." Fang Yun could not help praising him. Mouse Tai King's methods were truly extraordinary.
"Thank you for the praise, Void Sage Fang." Mouse Tai King was delighted from the bottom of his heart. Someone of a Void Sage's stature would hardly spare a glance for Demon Barbarians. If he offered praise, he must genuinely think highly of him.
Fang Yun opened the pouch and looked inside. It held several seashells and some divine treasures, but none of those treasures had been refined. A Demon Emperor's body could withstand them, allowing him to swallow and use