The scream came from the direction Yi Yang had left earlier.
Yi Yang swept his mental power that way, and the scene appeared in his mind.
The one screaming was Xiao Zhengyan of the Evil Punishment Office. His situation was even worse than Yi Yang had expected.
Caught between the White-Browed Giant Tiger and Xu Yan, both late True Astral Realm combatants, Xiao Zhengyan had suffered severe injuries.
A large section of his breastplate had caved in, and an enormous wound on his right shoulder was still bleeding, but he kept a death grip on his heavy sword.
Xu Yan, an Incense Master of the Nine Evil Sect, stood off to one side, his fists wrapped in blood-red astral energy. He attacked at an unhurried pace, disrupting Xiao Zhengyan's battle with the White Tiger. The other Patrol Guards of the Evil Punishment Office wanted to intervene, but could do nothing.
Yi Yang watched it all through his mental power, his face betraying no reaction.
Rather than rushing back to help, he walked over to the giant lizard he had cleaved in two and leisurely crouched down.
Steam still rose from the giant lizard's severed surfaces. A mass of entrails spilled from its body, giving off a pungent, bloody stench.
Using the tip of Mysterious Abyss, Yi Yang pushed aside the shredded flesh between its ribs and dug twice into the depths of its chest cavity.
When the blade tip struck something hard, he pried it out.
Yi Yang reached inside and pulled an irregular crystal from a mass of sticky tissue.
The crystal was only the size of an egg, gray tinged with green, with a thin film of blood clinging to its surface. It felt heavy in his hand, and he could faintly sense restless energy within.
This crystal