"Truly getting old, to actually be intimidated by a bunch of juniors."
Qi Shan laughed self-deprecatingly, his gaze shifting, a hint of coldness flickering in his eyes:
"Even if I let you go, would the Gold-devouring Rat Clan, with its vengeful nature, just let it go like that? Rather than betting on their magnanimity, it's better to gamble on leaving all of you behind!"
Jiang Chen squinted slightly, reached out his hand, and the Sky-Cleaving Spear appeared in his grasp.
The spiritual artifacts that were seized exploded because they couldn't withstand the violent energy after being infused with the Power of the Great Dao and Spiritual Power. Jiang Chen was only left with the Sky-Cleaving Spear and the Ancestral Dragon Sword.
The Ancestral Dragon Sword had evolved into a Dao Instrument, too conspicuous, so Jiang Chen temporarily used the Sky-Cleaving Spear.
"Spirit Treasure Level Divine Weapon?"
