"Boom!"
Holding Zhang Chengze in one hand, Xu Yang smashed him into the ground. The earth shook and dirt exploded outward as Zhang Chengze was driven underground, leaving a huge crater. Xu Yang dispersed the dust and looked down. Zhang Chengze's eyeballs had been jolted out of their sockets, blood streamed from all seven orifices, and his body had almost fallen apart. He could not have been any deader.
Xu Yang quickly swept the battlefield. He had no interest in inspecting everything individually and simply gathered up anything useful.
After glancing toward Moon Peak, gleaming in the distant night, he left without looking back, deciding not to approach it again.
Once he noticed something was wrong with Moon Peak, tonight's events began to seem rather sinister.
On the surface, he had been lucky enough to pick forty-year-old starlight grass, but the result was six fourth heavenly origin cultivators and one fifth heavenly origin cultivator dead.
His good fortune had been everyone else's misfortune.
Two people had also died the last time he picked that stalk of starlight grass.
Aside from himself, whenever anyone picked older starlight grass, it always ended with several deaths.
"It seems to be using older starlight grass to lure martial artists into killing each other." Xu Yang felt his hair stand on end.
Both times he had picked older starlight grass, there had been people nearby. Whenever nobody was around him, starlight grass never appeared within a hundred feet of him. Even if it did appear, it was never old.
Concealing his aura, he quickly vanished into the night.
Moon Peak!
The distant mountains fell silent, with no more flashes of light. Everyone knew the struggle over the forty-year-old starlight grass had ended.
"It's over. I wonder who got that stalk of starlight grass." Wen Shan's