Fire Cloud Venerable laughed. "Boy, you don't need to try to bluff me with words. Don't worry—trapped by the Laws of Heaven and Earth, I truly don't have the strength to draw down a Spirit Division-stage Tribulation of Vital Energy. But I told you, this world is full of capable people. Don't think you're the only one who can challenge above your level. Remember, this is the Nailong Realm. Experts are countless here. Don't really think you can sweep away everything at the Dongxuan level. This enhanced Tribulation of Vital Energy of mine is still at the Dongxuan level, but it should not be far from the limit. Have a good taste of its power. This old man will go on ahead. I'll wait for you slowly in the Yellow Springs underworld."
"Oh, right. If you truly can survive it, this old man will be utterly convinced. The hatred between us will be written off in one stroke. The treasures I collected have not been destroyed, but hidden in the back mountain. You can go and take them for yourself."
As soon as the words left his mouth, Fire Cloud Venerable burst into wild laughter. Yet in the next moment, an inconceivable scene occurred. His body actually weathered rapidly into sand, like rock corroded by wind, rain, and sunlight through countless years. In just a few breaths, this great villain of his generation turned to dust and passed away in meditation.
Yet his final words made Lin Xuan frown. What was this old fellow's intention in saying his treasures were hidden in the back mountain? Was he really so generous?
Although he was only a late-stage Dongxuan cultivator, Lin Xuan had heard that this old fellow loved collecting treasures most in his life. His wealth was surely no small matter.