He stood up and walked over to the corpse of Nangong Xiongba, raising a hand for a loud slap.
"Smack!"
"Weren't you talkative? Weren't you trying to possess me? Come on, why are you silent now?"
Zhou Qing mocked, saying this as he delivered another slap, his eyes sparkling with the pleasure of revenge.
"It's really satisfying!"
After venting, Zhou Qing's gaze gradually became fervent.
This complete Spirit Severing Realm corpse before him, if refined using the Blood Phoenix Wing's shadow...
But just as he was about to circulate his Spiritual Power, an emptiness surged from within, forcing him to abandon this tempting idea.
"Forget it..." he shook his head and bent down to remove the Storage Bag from Nangong Xiongba's waist.
His Divine Sense easily infiltrated, confirming once again that this old monster was indeed completely dead.
Zhou Qing didn't check much else, instead first taking out the sealed black glow.
