However, the feat of slaying the Cyan Evil Flood Dragon in a single strike did not make Xu Ping relax or become proud in the slightest.
His keen Divine Sense had long detected the subtle, almost imperceptible disturbance in the void, sounding alarm bells in his heart.
Faced with unknown danger, Xu Ping dared not hesitate for a moment.
His figure shot out like an arrow leaving its string, a streak of azure light tracing a dazzling arc across the sky, arriving above the Flood Dragon's corpse in an instant.
"Collect!"
Xu Ping pointed his finger, and the entire dragon corpse was swept into his Storage Ring.
"What...?"
The Celestial Alchemist watching from afar saw this scene, a hint of wariness flashing in his eyes, his brow slightly furrowed.
Although Xu Ping had the greatest contribution in slaying the Flood Dragon, he had seized the entire dragon corpse without a word, a move that aroused suspicion.
"Could Yan Ruchen want to hog the spoils?"
