“Your cultivation practice caused quite the ruckus. It overwhelmingly devoured 80 % of our primary energies. Even the essence power of our domain powers is affected. Shouldn’t you compensate us?” Tie Changkong could not stop himself from uttering.

“That is right. It wasn’t until yesterday that we finally managed to recover the lost primary energies. However, the essence power of our domain powers has yet to recover,” Shangguan Yun said.

“About that.” Chen Feng felt apologetic. Regardless of what had happened, the two of them had been trying to help him back then. Unexpectedly, Chen Feng had devoured 80 % of their primary energies.

“How about this? You two are not lacking in spirit stones and medicinal herbs. We had just killed a Great Yao, no? This horn looks quite good. I was originally planning on keeping it and use it to forge a magic treasure. I’ll give it to you two,” said Chen Feng as he brought out the One-horned Thunderbull’s horn. Although the Great Yao was dead, its horn continued to flash with thin bolts of lightning.

“Ha ha ha ha! Brother Chen, you are being too modest. We are just joking. Truth be told, you are our saviour, how can we ask something from you?” Tie Changkong...