Looking at the dazzling array of treasures, he lingered no longer and swept them all into his possession like an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.
With these things in hand, I certainly haven't lost out.
Murder and arson earn you a golden belt, sure enough. The treasuries of these great clans really do hold plenty of treasures.
Shi Qingyun walked out through the doors once again and dusted off his hands, thinking with great satisfaction.
It truly had not disappointed him. Having tasted success, his mind began to turn.
It seems I could do more of this in the future.
Forget it, forget it. Better to stay cautious. I'll think about this once I have the strength to protect myself.
He patted his cheeks, reminding himself not to get carried away or be blinded by the benefits before him.
Then his figure flickered again, turning into a wisp of smoke as he vanished from the spot and headed deeper into the Primordial Treasure Realm.
His figure darted swiftly through the void like lightning, each step bringing him to another stretch of empty space.
An aura of extreme yang wreathed him, slowly circulating around his body and making him look like a natural-born fire spirit.
But the very next instant, he stopped his rapid flight. The aura of extreme yang surrounding him seemed to sense something and suddenly grew extremely active.
The light spilling from it flickered, as though responding to something.
Shi Qingyun hovered in the void. Divine power surged from within him, extreme yang power wreathed his true body, and he extended his spiritual awareness.
He searched for whatever had stirred his aura of extreme yang. Sensing the Ultimate Yang Power drifting through the air, a sharp gleam flashed through his eyes.
He changed direction at once and