Yang Qingwan looked at Chen Yang, a horrified expression also on her face.
She stayed silent for several seconds before she slowly opened her mouth.
"Are you alright?"
"Nothing serious."
Chen Yang grinned, then flew straight toward the woods where Zhang Qun had fallen and found his corpse.
After what had just happened, he didn't dare be careless.
Only after he completely confirmed that Zhang Qun was dead did he step forward, tear off the storage treasure from Zhang Qun's corpse, and begin checking it.
This old bastard really lives up to being a pyramid-scheme ringleader.
The storage space was almost entirely cultivation resources squeezed out of the sect followers.
Inside the storage space, Spirit Stones were piled up like a mountain.
Conservatively estimated, there were at least tens of thousands.
For a Loose Cultivator, this was an astronomical amount of resources.
As Chen Yang was looting, Yang Qingwan also landed.
