Yang Luo’s eyes were cold, fully aware of the consequences of his actions.
However, he had long been in a life-or-death conflict with the Netherworld Sacred Land.
Even if today’s events hadn’t happened, the moment the Netherworld Sacred Land discovered he was in the Northern Cold Ming State, they wouldn’t have let him go.
Yang Luo glanced around and asked, "Brothers, are there any escapees left?"
"None!"
"Anyone who appeared has been completely wiped out by us!"
Zhu Yuan, Yun Longxiang, and others responded in succession.
"Very good!"
Yang Luo nodded and said, "Let’s not linger here, let’s move out!"
Zhu Yuan asked, "Brother Yang, where are we heading now?"
Everyone also looked at Yang Luo.
Yang Luo replied, "Let’s head directly to the Ancient Xuanwu Family and let Brother Yi fully awaken his bloodline and physique first!"
"Alright!"
Everyone nodded in agreement.
Bujie grinned and said, "Brothers, hold on a moment!"
"What is it?"
Yang Luo asked in confusion.
Zhu Yuan and the others were also puzzled.
Bujie didn’t answer but flew toward the ruins of the Black Wind Inn.
He uncovered the scattered stones and broken wood, bringing out several large treasure chests.
Opening the chests, they were filled with an array of pills, weapons, Dharma artifacts, and natural treasures, shining with dazzling brilliance.
"Hahaha! We’ve hit the jackpot!"
Bujie laughed gleefully and said, "Brothers, these treasures must have been looted by those guys from the Netherworld Sacred Land from others!
Since they’re dead, the loot naturally belongs to us now!"
Saying this, he stored several chests into his storage bag with a wave of his hand.
"Brothers, we might as well take them, hurry and collect them!"
The remaining dozen or so chests flew toward Yang Luo and the others.
Ning Jianfeng twitched his mouth, "Damn, who is the real bandit here?"
Even though he said this, he hurriedly collected a chest.
Yang Luo then said, "Brothers, instead of leaving these treasures for the Netherworld Sacred Land, let’s take them ourselves!"
"Yes!"
Everyone nodded and then collected all the remaining chests.
In the distance, many people watched the scene, swallowing their saliva.
However, no one dared to step forward to snatch them.
There was no choice; the power Yang Luo and the others demonstrated was too strong. Without overwhelming cultivation and power, approaching them was a death wish.
Afterward, Yang Luo waved his hand, "Brothers, let’s go!"
Under Yang Luo’s leadership, everyone vanished into the distance, flying swiftly away.
It wasn’t until Yang Luo’s group’s figures disappeared into the distant sky that the people in Netherworld City breathed a sigh of relief.
Many even broke into a cold sweat, collapsing to the ground in fear.
"Those youngsters are terrifying, luckily we didn’t provoke them just now, or else we’d be the ones dead!"
"However, those youngsters killed the Green Lion King, Black Tiger King, White Elephant King, Elder Si, and Elder Lu. I’m afraid it will cause a major upheaval throughout the Southern Domain!"
"The Golden Holy Lion Clan, Nine Nether Demon Tiger Clan, Earth Demon Elephant Clan, and the Netherworld Sacred Land will surely not let these youngsters go!"
"As long as they stay in the Northern Cold Ming State, they’re doomed!"
People continued to discuss, all sensing a big event was on the horizon.
...
After Yang Luo’s group left Netherworld City, they headed straight for the Central Region.
"Damn!"
Bujie cursed angrily, "We just wanted to rest in Netherworld City for a night, but first, we encountered three fools provoking us, then a black inn!"
Xu Ying sighed, "No wonder the elders said the Northern Cold Ming State is perilous, it turns out to be true!"
Yun Longxiang frowned and said, "Brother Yang, now we’re directly facing the Netherworld Sacred Land!