The blood-soaked fiend, exuding a wild aura and bare-chested, walked toward him, his face twisted in a peculiar grin, instantly causing Sima Yu to appear even more flustered.
"Hahaha!" Wu Weixiong laughed even more unrestrainedly.
"Die!" However, just as Wu Weixiong was feeling triumphant, closing in step by step, the seemingly terrified Sima Yu suddenly displayed a hideous expression, and a ray of light shot from his brow.
"The power of a magical treasure!"
The moment the light burst forth, a powerful aura erupted simultaneously.
"How is this possible? Young Master Bai is merely at the Foundation Establishment Stage; how could he possibly wield a magical treasure?"
"This aura... not an ordinary magical treasure, it feels so much like one of the sect's ultimate treasures, the Nine Yang True Flame Furnace from the Ten Thousand Laws Palace."
"Indeed! This is the Pill King's pill furnace, also a deadly weapon comparable to a Third Grade magical treasure."
