Xu Qingtong had been ready. He tossed out the Soul Refining Pot, and a powerful suction surged from its mouth. A wisp of black vapor rose from the headless corpse and plunged into the pot in an instant.
This series of moves flowed like drifting clouds and running water, as though rehearsed beforehand. Lei Wei had wanted to lend a hand, but before he could even strike, a foundation establishment late stage cultivator had become a captive in Xu Qingtong's pot.
Meanwhile, the foundation establishment early stage cultivator had still been counting on the gray-robed cultivator to help him. He had never expected Xu Qingtong to destroy the gray-robed cultivator, body and soul, in just a few exchanges. Panic seized him, and Du Siwen cleaved him in two with her halberd. Huang Yiqing, waiting nearby, collected his soul as well.
"Everyone, search the building quickly and take everything valuable. Be quick!" Xu Qingtong gave the order and led the charge inside.
As he had suspected, this building was Worryfree Valley's Four-Hall. Xu Qingtong knew this sort of place very well. No one knew better than he did where the good things were!
After a round of plundering, everyone's purse bulged, and smug smiles spread across their faces.
Just as they were about to move on to the next location, a tremendous crash rang out from deep within the valley.
Xu Qingtong's expression changed. He hurried outside and swept his Divine Sense into the valley.
The Worryfree Valley disciples who had fled back inside were now pouring out like a flood. Those who ran too slowly had wisps of black vapor rise from their heads before they toppled to the ground.
The four Golden Core experts also stopped in their tracks, standing with solemn faces and their guards fully raised.
"Venerable