"Tens of millions of Low-grade Spirit Stones is still manageable. It's a huge sum, but for our Sha Clan, we can still afford it. To kill that Ling Xiao, it's worth it.
But that Formation Disk and Formation Flags are treasures. Where are we supposed to find them?"
Sha Lin frowned and said.
"It just so happens that a few days ago, your little nephew exchanged for two such items in the Inner Hall of Reward Good and Punish Evil. That brat is so arrogant he's already enraged me. If I don't kill him, my anger won't subside!
So I'll lend these two things to you, Uncle."
Sha Yu said with a smile.
"Good, then hurry and invite Mr. Mo!"
Sha Lin was overjoyed.
About half an hour later, an old man arrived at the foot of Black Immortal Mountain.
The old man looked to be around sixty or seventy, hair completely white, dressed in black, emanating a strange aura.
