Fellow Daoist, Your Sword!
"A supreme treasure?"
Hun Xiu murmured, immediately feeling puzzled. Did he have any treasures on him? No... he absolutely did not. No one knew better than him that he possessed no treasures whatsoever!
Randeng was like this!
So was the woman before him! Why were they so certain he had a supreme treasure? What made them so certain? Hun Xiu spread his hands. "I don't have any supreme treasure on me. If you want to attack, then attack!"
"I won't believe you! After all... I saw your body. You can't possibly let me go. I know that much."
"Impudent!"
It would have been better if Hun Xiu had said nothing, but his words completely enraged Queen Mother of the West. He could have secretly rejoiced after seeing her body.
Why did he have to say it out loud? Was he proud of it? Whoosh! A terrifying gale burst forth from Queen Mother of the West, carrying an overwhelming might that darkened all of Mount West Kunlun.
Fortunately, Mount West Kunlun was protected by an array. Otherwise, such a disturbance would certainly have alerted the Great Powers throughout the Primordial World, and even Primeval Lord of Heaven.
"As expected?"
Hun Xiu looked at the furious Queen Mother of the West and murmured, "So from the very beginning, you never intended to let me go. Is it all because of that nonexistent supreme treasure in my hands?"
"Die, you lecherous thief!"
Queen Mother of the West flew into a rage and slammed her palm down! This was going too far! Whoosh! A terrifying palm force bore down upon Hun Xiu's small body. Wherever that dreadful power passed, even space itself collapsed! Beneath the gale, Hun Xiu's robes fluttered wildly, yet he showed no sign of panic. It was