'A man can't get rich without a little extra on the side!'
Simultaneously, Wu Dao's consciousness delved into the Extreme Dao Bell to inspect the spoils from this battle—
Dozens of Emperor's Weapons and Ancestral King's Soldiers.
A sea of Chaos Mother Liquid!
The battle merits in his Battle Merit Order.
The amount surpassed what even a Quasi-Emperor Army Master could imagine!
It was an absolute windfall!
"Damn it!"
Not long after Wu Dao had left, the human traitor, the King of Ten Thousand Borders, arrived on the battlefield with a host of Ancestor Kings and Great Emperors. However, they found nothing but a vast expanse of emptiness.
Mutual destruction?
Or a failed hunt?
They had no idea, as Wu Dao had sealed off all communication the moment he struck.
