More than ninety percent of the treasure vaults under heaven still relied on people—the strong—as their true guardians. Formations could only serve as warnings.
Lu Manor's secret vault was no exception. Thus, Old Master Lu could only watch helplessly as Chen Jiawei led his men in blasting open the underground secret vault bit by bit.
Seeing Chen Jiawei about to charge into the vault, Old Master Lu could not help sighing inwardly. With the sharp eyes of those lackeys, they would surely find that forbidden item.
Alas, there were too many entanglements in this world.
So many that, even at this point, Old Master Lu himself was bound hand and foot by all manner of constraints and could not go all out.
He would even have to submit to capture shortly!
At that thought, Old Master Lu sighed inwardly once more.
What a pity for his formidable Late Dao Realm cultivation.
If not for the lives and deaths of countless Lu Surname clansmen and descendants of the Lu Surname's collateral branches being tied to him, what he most wanted to do now was strike with all his strength, kill Chen Jiawei, then kill Zi Du,
Then charge up Phoenix Spirit Mountain, question that lofty Phoenix Spirit Queen face-to-face, pour out the grievances in his heart, and finally die in battle before the Seven-Colored Phoenix God Temple. That would truly be satisfying—then even death would hold no regrets...
Alas...
A jade slip silently appeared in Old Master Lu's hand. Next, he would crush it and notify his wife to protect those few children as they escaped.
"I only hope they can escape Phoenix City alive..."
All that helplessness condensed into a single inward sigh. Just as Old Master Lu was about to crush the jade slip, his expression suddenly turned incomparably