Vandir shrugged, "I changed my mind."
Tang Shaoyang took out the ice dragon's body and placed it in front of Vandir. "You can have it as well. In exchange, we need to clean up this battle quickly. I have lost a few Calamity Spirits to those weird weapons of theirs, and these people can barely fight me to even entertain me. It's about to finish this battle. I don't want to lose any more spirit."
The ice dragon's body disappeared before Tang Shaoyang finished his sentences. Vandir understood the assignment, used all his undead, and finished the fight. There was no more entertainment or tests for Zhang Mengyao's group. He could feel it, the losing connections to his spirits. It was about time to finish this if the leaders didn't want to come at him.
