The other Broad Creed Mountain martial practitioners ignored Lian Ying's body, lying on the ground.
Earlier, when he, Jun Luo, and Lian Cheng were trapped in the Black Dragon Dread, Yan Zhaoge had rescued them. No one had thought that this unassuming boy would repay this kindness with evil. In the critical situation that had just occurred, Lian Ying had almost been able to deliver a fatal strike.
If Yan Zhaoge hadn't been able to get them out of their predicament in such a short time, they would have been forced to simultaneously defend against the Black Dragon Dread aboveground, while also guarding against the White Dragon Dread at their feet.
Considering the death of Elder Li, the very fact that the Broad Creed Mountain martial practitioners hadn't vented their rage against Lian Ying was already quite good.
Looking at Lian Ying's corpse, Lian Cheng let out a sigh. After a moment, he went forward to gather up Lian Ying's remains.