Looking at Wan Yuanze, who had turned into a cloud of blood mist, Chen Ping'an retracted his long spear and slung it onto his back.
"Next up, harvest time!"
SWOOSH!
Chen Ping'an's figure flickered as he began a rapid search.
A short while later, Chen Ping'an stood in place, the corner of his mouth twitching as he looked at the three sabers laid out before him.
The bodies of Guan Yu Ping and Wan Yuanze, along with everything they carried, had exploded into fine dust that scattered throughout the area.
The only loot remaining was three sabers: Guan Yu Ping's Long and Short Dual Sabers and Wan Yuanze's scimitar.
'Crushing people with sheer force... it feels great while you're doing it! But the spoils afterward are a bit worrying!'
'Looks like I'll have to be a little gentler next time! This is a bit too wasteful!' Chen Ping'an reflected seriously.
