After a cold laugh, Big Black Cat's mood grew even more relaxed.
The Golden Winged Roc had initially clashed with him several times in the Nine Soul Underground Palace, leading to a deep enmity between them.
Then, in the Nether Immortal Ancient Land, the Golden Winged Roc had sought trouble with him twice more.
This time, if it weren't for the Nether Coffin in the great river, catching the Golden Winged Roc would have been incredibly difficult.
Big Black Cat stored his storage ring away.
He glanced at the Taixu Blood Spirit Dragon and, finding it still in a deep sleep with no sign of stirring, made three deep bows.
Just as Big Black Cat was about to turn and leave, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.
This senior has shown me kindness; if I were to just leave like this, it would seem truly ungrateful.
Big Black Cat sighed, gently rummaged through his storage ring, and finally took out ten Divine pills, carefully placing them before the Taixu Blood Spirit Dragon.
