What did I go through?

Yaochi Yiran and the others stood where they were, feeling slightly excited.

Although they didn't know the specific details, they knew that Su Lang had not only obtained the Legacy but also played Martial Saint Xianyang!

At this moment.

Martial Saint Xianyang caught up with a person from the Chiri Sacred Clan.

—He currently had Advanced Martial God combat power; dealing with the Quasi-God level Martial Artists of the Chiri Sacred Clan and Tianyun Sacred Clan was simply too easy!

Before long, he had completely killed off all the Martial Artists from the Red Sun and Heavenly Cloud clans.

"Ding! You have obtained medium-grade spirit jade*836, low-grade spirit jade*256886, Top-Grade Spirit Stone*6235682, Divine Rank Artifact Refining Materials…"

"Ding! You have obtained high-grade spirit jade…"

One System notification after another rang in Su Lang's ears.

Clearly, when Martial Saint Xianyang killed those Martial Artists, it also triggered the 'Perfect Plunder' function.

This was quite good news for Su Lang.

"I just don't know if the other functions in the Clone Dispatch series can still be used."

Su Lang's eyes flickered, and then with a thought, "Clone Dispatch!"

Martial Saint Xianyang had finished killing the Muscular Baldy and the Yellow-haired Martial Artist and was planning to return and report.

Suddenly, he found himself entering a pitch-black space for an instant, and then appearing by Su Lang's side in the next instant.

"I… I… what on earth did I experience?"

Martial Saint Xianyang was dumbfounded and speechless.

He could feel that this movement had taken almost no time at all!

Moreover, the means of teleportation was something he had never seen or heard of before!

"Clone Replacement!"

With a thought, Su Lang issued the command again.

Martial Saint Xianyang, who had not yet come to his senses, felt his body become illusory, and then 0.1 seconds later, he swapped positions with Su Lang.

"This, this, this!"

"How exactly was this done!?"

Martial Saint Xianyang looked at Su Lang blankly, realizing that this master of his was truly too mysterious!

"Don't look at me like that, it feels very gay."

Su Lang curled his lip and then asked, "Can you still take back this space and condense the Martial Saint Domain?"

Martial Saint Xianyang hurriedly lowered his head and replied, "Master, my body has already perished and been annihilated. This space can no longer be taken back. Without my support, it won't be long before it merges into the world."

"In that case."

"Then go and collect all the treasures within those floating islands."

Su Lang nodded and said, "Then pack up this white jade immortal palace as well; we are leaving this place."

"Your Subordinate Slave obeys!"

Martial Saint Xianyang bowed respectfully and then ran off to collect the treasures.

"Yaochi Yiran, come over here."

With Martial Saint Xianyang gone, Su Lang's gaze fell upon Yaochi Yiran and the others.

"…"

"He's calling us over?"

Yaochi Yiran and the others looked at each other and then quickly flew in front of Su Lang.

"Young Master Su!"

The people of the Yaochi Sacred Clan were cautious as they bowed together.

"You could be considered to have followed me in."

"So, I won't let you return empty-handed."

Su Lang gave a faint smile and then tossed a large handful of treasures to Yaochi Yiran.

"Among them were Medicinal Pills, Materials, and Cultivation Techniques."

Indeed, after obtaining all of Martial Saint Xianyang's wealth, Su Lang was just that rich and generous!

"Thank you for the reward, Young Master Su!"

Yaochi Yiran and the others bowed again with great gratitude.

To be honest, they knew that they had basically played no role after entering the Legacy.

In fact, if it weren't for Su Lang, they would have all died today.

Therefore, they were truly very grateful to Su Lang.

Su Lang nodded, "Mhm, go wait to the side. You'll leave this place with me in a bit."

"Yes!"

The people of the Yaochi Sacred Clan hurriedly ran to the side.

Halfway there, Yaochi Yiran suddenly turned around and asked cautiously, "Young Master Su, what about Martial Saint Xianyang…"

"I took his Legacy, and I took his life as well!"

The corners of Su Lang's mouth curled into a wicked smile, "Now he is my slave. With just one thought from me, he will drop dead."