A drop of crystal clear liquid floats on the magma.

Wang Xiaohai flew down the crack in the ground and stood barefoot on the surface of the gushing magma. His shoes were not good and could not withstand the temperature of the magma.

He picked up the crystal liquid, which contained a small flame: "Is this the condensation of divine fire? Something that can synthesize the divine spring?" An angel only has this little bit, how many drops are needed to synthesize the divine spring?

The interior of the divine fire condensate is translucent, emitting brilliant light. It feels round like a pearl in the hand, smooth and hard, not like liquid.

Wang Xiaohai put it in his ring and thought, "How much is this worth? It's made from the life flame of a sub-god angel! It takes a hundred of them to condense into a divine spring. It's not extremely precious, just rare. How can an ordinary person kill an angel? It should be worth one percent of the divine spring."

Wang Xiaohai estimated in his mind: One hundred divine fire condensates are equal to one divine spring, which is equal to one demigod. An ordinary demigod is worth at least ten thousand offerings, or perhaps even more. Let's use the minimum standard of ten thousand, and one percent is one hundred offerings. The value of this divine fire condensate is equal to one hundred offerings. One offering can be sold for at least a few hundred million taels of silver, so this thing is worth at least tens of billions of taels of silver!

Calculating it this way, it was worth more than all the money he had in his current ring! Wang Xiaohai thought about it and it made sense. There was only one demigod angel, and you had to kill him to get it. How could it not be valuable?

Wang Xiaohai flew back into the sky. He felt sore all over. After all, after several days of high-intensity fighting, even the demigod angels would be tired, let alone the awakened ones.

He hurriedly grabbed the bacon in his ring to replenish his nutrition. Previously, for the sake of battle, he had only grabbed easily digestible foods like frozen porridge and steamed eggs. The energy of a bowl of porridge in his hands was like a nuclear bomb, demonstrating his current high rate of conversion of matter and energy! For ordinary people, eating food was almost a waste. It was like giving them a nuclear bomb; they would just use it as a hammer to smash people. How much power could it have?

Wang Xiaohai flew to the old ruins of Baiyu Palace and looked down - the whole mountain had collapsed, with ruins everywhere and the remains of palaces and buildings scattered among them.

"We should be able to dig out a lot of treasures." Wang Xiaohai thought so in his heart. After all, the two of them started fighting while talking. It was too hasty. Few people would risk their lives to escape with the treasure!

"Crackle—"

A huge rock below was pushed up, and a warrior in the Golden Martial Realm poked his head out, looked around, and suddenly thought of something. He looked up at the sky and saw Wang Xiaohai standing in the air. He instantly went back with a pale face.

"Yes, the awakened ones can escape by flying, but the unawakened ones cannot fly. They were buried underneath when Baiyu Mountain collapsed. They probably thought it was more dangerous to go out, so they hid underneath until the outside was calm." Wang Xiaohai understood immediately when he saw this.

There are not only awakened people on Baiyu Mountain, but also many servants and lackeys who have not yet awakened.

Wang Xiaohai slowly landed on the ruins and kicked away the hundreds of tons of stone under his feet, revealing the warrior underneath.

"Sir, please spare my life!" said the warrior in the Golden Martial Realm tremblingly.

"Get up, let me ask you, is there anyone else under the ruins of Baiyushan besides you?" Wang Xiaohai asked.

"Your Excellency, the other two are my colleagues, I don't know about the others," the man replied.

Wang Xiaohai nodded. It was the same as what he thought. If an ordinary mountain collapsed, people below the Qingwu realm would not be killed, so there should be many people left.

"Which temple are you from? Move these rocks away quickly and clean them up." Wang Xiaohai ordered.

"Sir, I'm from the Household Registration Hall." The warrior said as he began to move stones aside and clear the debris.

Although a warrior at the Golden Martial Realm cannot move a mountain, he can still move broken rocks. As long as the weight does not exceed 10,000 tons, this warrior can still move it. If it exceeds 10,000 tons, he can smash it with weapons and then move it.

Several more figures appeared under the ruins. Those who survived were all powerful. As more and more stones were moved away, more and more people joined in, and then the stones were moved faster. This cycle continued. In less than six hours, the ruins of Baiyu Mountain below were cleared, and there were about thirty unawakened warriors standing on the open space.

The people below were apprehensive. Now that the job was done, would this lord just kill them all? They didn't know Wang Xiaohai's character, so it was normal for them to have doubts and concerns. After all, this man would even kill the angel Yashen at will!

"Don't worry, I don't kill innocent people indiscriminately." Wang Xiaohai comforted the people below.

But after Wang Xiaohai said this, the people below became even more frightened. They were really afraid that the next sentence would be: "You are all not innocent people, you are all accomplices of Bai Yugong, and you are all guilty!"

But Wang Xiaohai didn't say that.

"You are all servants of Bai Yugong. I guess you don't have anything else to do, so rebuild the palace." Wang Xiaohai used his sword energy to mark a boundary not far away. "Build it there. First, build a staircase several dozen meters high, and then build the palaces on it. I will find some awakened people who know how to use formations to set up defensive formations. From now on, I am the new palace master. You can no longer call it Bai Yugong, but Xiaohaigong. Do you understand?"

"I understand!" More than 30 people below shouted in unison. When the disaster came, the hall masters and deputy hall masters they had served before abandoned them and fled without exception, which made them feel heartbroken and sad, the sadness of the weak.

"You will be the temporary captain of these thirty people." Wang Xiaohai pointed at the warrior from the Household Registration Hall. "Supervise their construction. I'm leaving first. I don't want to see anyone missing when I come back. Do you understand?"

"I understand, sir." The warrior from the Household Registration Hall said immediately.

"How many days will it take to complete?" Wang Xiaohai asked, "I hope it will be faster."

"Three days, all the big stones." The temporary captain promised.

"Okay, let's do it this way. We don't need to worry about the appearance, just follow the local style. The simpler the better." Wang Xiaohai said, "Remember the speed."

Wang Xiaohai flew away quickly. He needed to inform the former senior officials and law enforcement team of Baiyu Palace that he would become the new palace master, and hold a celebration a week after the new palace was built.

"Wait!" Wang Xiaohai flew out for half a minute and suddenly realized that he almost forgot something!

That is Shiro Yomiya's treasure!

So Wang Xiaohai returned to the ruins of Baiyu Palace along the same route.

The temporary captain thought that Wang Xiaohai left just now to test whether he would escape, so he flew out for a while and came back. He was glad that he had no idea of ​​escaping, otherwise he would be dead!

Wang Xiaohai searched carefully in the air and found something strange on the ground - there was a round black hole in the cleared ruins, with a diameter of about ten meters, leading to the underground.

"It's right there, the treasure house of Tianxingzhou!"

Wang Xiaohai accelerated his descent and flew towards the dark cave, like a stone hitting a bottle.