"It really wasn't easy."
Seeing that Moller was dead, Ye Chen let out a heavy breath. He had been able to kill Moller because of two things: first, his mid-level War Emperor strength; second, his powerful Soul Force, along with a soul attack secret art like Soul Lock Kill. Without either one, he would not have been able to kill Moller smoothly. The other man would definitely have escaped.
With a beckoning motion, Moller's Low-Tier Heavenly King Set, Blood Warhammer, and Storage Spirit Ring were pulled over by an invisible force and landed in Ye Chen's hands. It was a dark blue-black set, its breastplate shaped like a flattened Magic Beast head. After taking two strikes of Solar Essence Incineration from Ye Chen, only two marks had been left on the breastplate.
Under normal circumstances, a Low-Tier Heavenly King Set cost no less than three million yuan stones. It was so expensive because it was scarce on the market; once one appeared, it would inevitably spark a scramble.
Rare things were precious—this principle worked everywhere.
After erasing the soul imprint on the Storage Spirit Ring, Ye Chen sent his Soul Force inside.
Moller had carried a great many yuan stones with him, a full five hundred thousand. Ye Chen realized that war might make him rich. So far, he had already obtained more than six hundred thousand yuan stones, not even counting the wealth that was about to fall into his hands.
"The commander is dead! Run!"
Quite a few Yaksha Clan soldiers saw this and immediately lost the will to fight.
Moller was a Blood Diamond Commander, ten or even dozens of times stronger than an ordinary commander. Even such a powerful being had been killed—how could they possibly stop Ye Chen? Besides, Ye Chen was not fighting alone.