Boom—
The ground trembled, the massive blood pool vanished into the white light, and the surrounding buildings made of nothing but remains and flesh also shattered into tiny pale red specks, scattering and fading into the air.
The roaring and collapsing sounds were incessant, and the tinkling notification tones also exploded in his ears.
The music of the strings was fascinating, intoxicating.
Soon, the celestial white light began to slowly retract, turning into several basketball-sized light balls emitting a magnificent treasure glow, floating before Mu Yuan.
It was that wonderful time for harvesting again.
Eradicating and purifying a common monster tribe hardly brought him surprises anymore. But the lair of a Monster Overlord was different; the huge blood pond was obviously more advanced than those in the minion tribes, not to mention...