Treasure Bottle Platform had always been a heavily guarded stronghold of the Origin Spirit Civilization, defended by Le Manor.
For a long stretch of time in the past, the Void Clan had never set its sights on Treasure Bottle Platform.
Tongtian Jiaozhu had led them in and slaughtered their way through, wiping Le Manor clean along the way. It had gone almost absurdly smoothly—so smoothly that it truly looked like a trap.
Who would have thought that Tongtian Jiaozhu would sneer and say, "I schemed for so long just to lure out and kill Le Manor's Unjoyful Corpse Fiend. So the mighty Unjoyful Corpse Fiend is only bait in your eyes, Mu Ling? Then is this bait too? Can you bear to part with it?"
Tongtian Jiaozhu waved the pale-yellow Fish Mouth Bottle at Mu Ling.
Just as Tongtian Jiaozhu shook the Fish Mouth Bottle, one of the eyes on Mu Ling's body suddenly opened wide and glared at it.
"Slice!"
Tongtian Jiaozhu's arm and the Fish Mouth Bottle were cut apart by that eye's gaze. The severed arm and bottle vanished in an instant, then reappeared beside Mu Ling!
"Lord Master..." Pan Shen's brow furrowed.
The other three Alien Race experts also revealed strange expressions.
Tongtian Jiaozhu could not possibly have been so careless, but seeing his arm drenched in blood, they still felt somewhat worried.
However, the next moment, the arm and Fish Mouth Bottle that had appeared beside Mu Ling suddenly exploded with a "pop," transforming into a cloud of multicolored smoke. Tongtian Jiaozhu smiled faintly and pulled out a piece of white silk to cover his severed arm. When he removed the silk, his arm had already regrown, while the Fish Mouth Bottle remained clutched in his hand. He continued waving it at Mu Ling. "A