Xu Yang shook his head inwardly. Most people joined the Blood Lotus Cult neither for lofty ambitions nor because they had been brainwashed into accepting its doctrines. Their sole reason for joining was martial cultivation resources.
The man who had approached him back then had also tried to tempt him with resources.
Guan Du had probably planned to kill him and flee immediately afterward. Searching Guan Du's body, Xu Yang found over three thousand taels in banknotes and three Mystic Origin Qi-Transforming Pills. It seemed he had brought everything he owned with him.
He also picked up Guan Du's Semi-Spirit Weapon. Its quality could not compare to Scarlet Blood, or even Cold Abyss.
Footsteps sounded behind him!
Xu Yang looked back. Zhou Jiang and the others had come running out after noticing that the commotion had stopped.
Shock covered their faces as they stared blankly at the battlefield, which looked as though a gale had swept through it. Huge pits and crisscrossing cracks lay everywhere, as if the earth had been turned upside down.
The enormous Alligator Dragon lay motionless before a great pit, its flesh mangled and its breath gone. Even dead, it radiated a terrifying ferocity that seized their souls.
The handsome youth's robes were torn, but his eyes shone brightly. He stood beside a half-kneeling corpse, holding two Semi-Spirit Weapons.
"The Alligator Dragon is dead!" Zhou Jiang blurted out.
This Alligator Dragon had plagued the mine for years. Even Heavenly Origin experts who had lain in wait for it had been unable to deal with it. Yet now, like the Green-Scaled Eagle before it, it had become a lifeless corpse.
"How is that possible?" Guo Yun's face filled with horror.
Wasn't Xu Yang injured? How could he still kill the Alligator Dragon?
Judging by his appearance, he