With the Heavenly Poison Scorpion Dragon Beast's magic core in hand, Chen Cang had accomplished every goal of this journey.
Thus, after a brief rest, the group set off again without further delay.
Only after they had flown away did two middle-aged men, one fat and one thin, emerge from the vast mountain forest. They stared at the ruined stone fortress, their hearts still trembling.
"How did our chief offend such powerful people that they came right to his doorstep to kill him? With his strength, he couldn't even last a few exchanges." The gaunt man in yellow robes glanced about rapidly, thoughts racing through his mind.
"Dry Monkey, what do we do now? Who knows whether those people will come back? Staying here might not be safe." The man as fat as a small hill had yet to recover from his fright.
He had always been utterly loyal to the Heavenly Poison Scorpion Dragon Beast, but after sensing that group's strength today, he could not summon even the slightest desire to avenge him.
Loyalty was precious, but life commanded a higher price.
"No need. That young leader's soul power was terrifying. Do you really think he didn't notice us? Since he didn't attack us, he clearly wasn't interested in us. Now that the chief is dead, Heavenly Poison Mountain should have a new master!"
"Aren't you afraid the Scorpion Dragon Clan will come looking?"
"If neither of us says anything, how will the Scorpion Dragon Clan learn of the chief's death? Besides, we weren't the ones who killed him."
As his words fell, he tapped the ground with his toes and shot into the sky like lightning, unleashing his powerful Dou Zong aura without restraint.
Chen Cang, who had already left Fallen God Ravine, sensed something. He glanced back,