"Get lost!"
Chu Fengmian looked at the Holy King Sect man, his eyes flickering. With a wave of his hand, the royal-grade Spirit Stone shattered directly in Chu Fengmian's hand.
It seems that Chu Fengmian truly cannot have a moment of peace; more and more people are coming to court death.
"Boy, do you dare to shatter my Spirit Stone?"
Seeing that Chu Fengmian refused the Spirit Stone and instead shattered it, the Holy King Sect man's expression revealed a hint of anger as he spoke.
"It seems you still don't know our identity. Let me tell you, boy, we are from the Holy King Sect. We are here on behalf of the Holy King Sect. What, do you want to make enemies with our Holy King Sect?"
The Holy King Sect man spoke arrogantly as he looked at Chu Fengmian.
"Now kneel, hand over these two heavenly-class rooms, and you may be forgiven for your sins. Otherwise, regardless of your identity, await the pursuit of our Holy King Sect."
"Senior."
