Several hundred miles outside Zixia Mountain Range.
As the light faded, Duan De's figure was revealed. He beat his chest and stomped his feet, gritting his teeth. "I was so close... Damn it, I hate this!"
After fuming for a while, he could only shake his head and sigh. "So be it. That treasure simply wasn't fated to belong to me!"
At that moment, his expression changed slightly. Then he turned and ran, cursing as he went:
"Wasn't it just digging up a tomb?"
"These old geezers from Yaoguang Holy Land are pestering me like a plaster!"
Zixia Mountain Range.
Standing on a platform halfway up the mountain, Chu Yang looked at the Yaoguang disciples led by Yao Xi and said calmly, "I took the opportunity at the summit and thus incurred a karmic debt to Yaoguang."
"Helping you trap and kill Duan De counts as repaying that debt."
Just then, a handsome young man with flowing long hair and somewhat effeminate features suddenly spoke. "Young Emperor Chu, I have a question. I hope you can enlighten me!"
Chu Yang merely glanced at him without speaking.
The effeminate young man stared straight at him and asked, "Did that Supreme Elder's legacy contain any secret arts of Yaoguang?"
Chu Yang looked at him for the first time and asked flatly, "Since when have Yaoguang's secret arts become so worthless that any random Supreme Elder can learn them?"
"Not to mention that there was nothing. Even if the Holy Light Art were right in front of me, I wouldn't be interested!"
With that, he turned and left.
The effeminate young man's face instantly turned extremely ugly, yet he did not dare chase after Chu Yang and continue pestering him.
After all, he had personally witnessed Chu Yang summon Great Emperor's Might