After slaying the seventh-level Qi Condensation Black Blood Komodo Dragon, Feng quickly scanned his surroundings, only to realize that the other sixth-level spiritual beast was nowhere to be found. It had likely escaped amidst the chaos.
His mind raced.
According to the system, Black Blood Komodo Dragons were pack-type spiritual beasts. If one had fled, it was probably going to return with reinforcements.
That realization alone was enough—he needed to leave this area immediately.
But before making his escape, Feng gathered a handful of the fallen Komodo Dragon's scales and carefully stored some of its black blood, recalling their value as medicinal ingredients.
With that done, he didn't waste another second—it was time to go.
And so, Feng quickly retraced his steps, his feet pressing against the damp forest floor as he weaved through the thick underbrush.
The lingering scent of blood and battle clung to him, but he pushed forward, ignoring the dull ache in his limbs.
