Fan Wubing traced an arc with his finger, and instantly, the Twelve Thousand Eight Hundred Eyes flashed out from his brow, appearing before Pei Weiyi.
"Twelve Thousand Eight Hundred Eyes!" Pei Weiyi exclaimed, then hurriedly set up a barrier around them to prevent any prying eyes, "Quick, hide it, don't let anyone see!"
"Rest assured, everywhere I am, there are barriers in place."
"Where did you find it?"
"From Yan Hui." He briefly recounted the events.
Pei Weiyi was very surprised upon hearing this, "He actually transformed from the Twelve Thousand Eight Hundred Eyes! No wonder for so many years, no one ever heard of anyone obtaining the Twelve Thousand Eight Hundred Eyes. It turns out this supreme treasure has its own will!"
"Yet, it still follows a certain destined order like any other innate treasure, without personal desires." Fan Wubing exhaled, "The Yin Yang School's supreme treasure has finally returned. Now, your wish is fulfilled, isn't it?"
