"We're rich!"
Little White happily approached Han Hai's corpse, stretched out its small hand and grasped at the void.
"Clang clang..."
The next second, a crisp metallic clashing sound rang out.
Wang Hao turned to look and saw a small mountain of gold appeared in front of Little White, clearly indicating that Little White had used space divine skills to open Han Hai's dimension space and took out all the treasures inside.
"Something's wrong..."
Little White's expression suddenly changed, sensing Han Hai's aura and that of the three lower-level God Kings.
Wang Hao frowned and said, "It's their primordial spirits; their primordial spirits are not dead!"
"Boom boom boom..."
Before he finished speaking, four explosive sounds echoed.
Wang Hao raised an eyebrow as he saw the four corpses on the ground suddenly erupt, and four golden spheres transformed into meteors, flying off in different directions.
"They're trying to escape!"
