At some point, Jiang Fan had gripped a Black Sword shrouded in Void Flow Thunder Fire, cleaving open the void before him.
That streak of pitch-black light just happened to shoot into the void, vanishing without a trace.
If he hadn't prepared in advance, it would've been impossible to react so quickly.
The Black Dragon Venerable stared deeply at Jiang Fan. "You knew there was a trap inside the throne?"
Jiang Fan smiled faintly. "I didn't."
"But I could guess."
"Someone as unruly as you—how could you possibly hand over your lifetime's accumulated wealth so easily? So I made some precautions."
He'd already experienced things like traps being set inside a Storage Device.
Naturally, he wouldn't fall for it so easily.
The Black Dragon Venerable's face sank as he snorted. "Count yourself lucky you kept that dog life of yours!"
Jiang Fan narrowed his eyes and said, "Say the real spell. My patience is limited."
