With a hint of worry in his expression, Charon turned and quickly left.
The two Profound Tier First Layer Martial Gods left behind exchanged a look, revealing a touch of greedy smiles on their faces.
"How are you planning to have your grandson hand over the Ancient Divine Artifact?"
One of them picked up a set of torture tools and started gesturing towards Xia Tianming's body.
They sneered and said, "Since you're already prepared to reveal the secret, it doesn't matter if you say it a bit sooner or a bit later."
"Exactly, whether you tell the Clan Leader or us, and we convey it to the Clan Leader, isn't it the same?"
"If you say it sooner, you can suffer a little less."
The torture tools in the man's hand continuously moved closer to Xia Tianming, making his body tense up reflexively.
The guards on the opposite side watched his posture and laughed heartily: "Don't struggle. If you speak now, I can give you a quick death."
