Yang Fei's Thousand Extremes Sword Array had once again locked onto Chen Xingzhu, and upon hearing this, he couldn't help but be taken aback.
"What did you say? You actually have a Crystal Skull?"
Chen Xingzhu crossed her arms over her chest and smiled smugly.
"I know you've been searching for the whereabouts of the Crystal Skulls. Coincidentally, I know that three of them are in someone's possession."
"Why don't we work together, kill him, and snatch his Crystal Skulls?"
Yang Fei's brow furrowed tightly.
He was well aware that Chen Xingzhu's words were ill-intentioned, clearly another trap.
However, the Crystal Skulls were too significant; once he knew their whereabouts, despite the immense danger, Yang Fei had to give it a try.
He looked coldly at Chen Xingzhu. "Who owns the three Crystal Skulls?"
Chen Xingzhu smiled alluringly, a sharp glint flashing in her eyes.
"This person, you must know him. You want his Crystal Skulls, but I want his life."
