Thud!
A muffled sound was heard in the darkness.
A person fell to the ground with a plop.
Thud! Thud! Thud! Muffled sounds could be heard along the mountain path. The cultivators who ran up the mountain excitedly were attacked, and they fell down before they could even catch a glimpse of the treasure.
Their bags of holding were looted. The rich ones were robbed clean, while the poor ones would have a few crystals left.
"Wow! So rich!"
After knocking out another one, Tang Hao looted his bag of holding. When he opened it, he was dazzled by the piles of crystals inside.
"It's all mine!"
Tang Hao excitedly stashed away the bag of holding.
He felt that he had already broken even. It did not matter if he did not get the treasure.
"Bye bye!"
He waved at the unlucky guy on the ground, picked up the club, and moved on to find the next target.
At this time, another figure was moving on the other side of the forest.
