C286 The Sneak Attack on the Black Clothes Ridge

Feng Yimo flicked his Chilling Bone Spear, flinging the corpse to the ground. With a deft movement, he speared the Storage Bag from the corpse's waist. Surveying the battlefield littered with bodies, he silently lamented the brutality of war. The recent skirmish had added another twenty Black Wood Cliff cultivators to his grim tally.

His points had surged