As Blood Monster's headless corpse fell, the two old monsters who had hunted together like wolf and jackal for nearly a century had both met their end at his hands.
With a beckoning gesture, he drew over two gleaming Storage Rings and tucked them safely into his robes.
Then he took a Jade Bottle from his Storage Ring and collected every drop of essence blood from the Blood Jade Spirit Python lying in a pool of blood. He stored the Demon Beast's corpse in his Storage Ring along with the Jade Bottle.
Whoosh!
A flame shot from his fingertip, enveloping Blood Monster's body and reducing it to a heap of ash in moments.
After clearing the battlefield, Xu Yan transformed into a streak of light and flew swiftly toward the Crimson Sun Sect.
Only a few breaths after he left, two figures flew over, their auras immensely powerful. They were Gu Santong and Gu Xuanji.
Watching Xu Yan's figure gradually disappear, Gu Santong's aged face took on a strange expression. "Blood Monster and Blue-Faced Ghost actually lost!" he exclaimed in surprise.
"Hmph! Those two old monsters were ruthless and vicious. Who knows how many cultivators they harmed? They deserved death and more. But that cultivator was only at the Foundation Establishment Early Stage, yet he managed to kill them both. That truly surprised me! His divine abilities and cultivation method feel extremely familiar, as though I've seen them somewhere before."
Gu Xuanji snorted coldly, his unfathomably deep eyes likewise fixed on the direction Xu Yan had departed.
"Young master, now that you mention it, something comes to mind. Do you remember the ancestor whose bloodline reverted to its ancestral roots three thousand years ago? Later..." Gu Santong seemed to have recalled something and offered a quiet reminder.
"Hmph! How can