"Who goes there?!"
The man wrapped in a King-tier Armament was shocked, because he had not sensed the source of that voice at all just now.
There was only one explanation: the other party was even stronger than him!
To be safe, the man cupped his hands with a smile and dismissed the armament wrapping him, revealing an utterly ordinary face.
"May I ask where you come from, sir? This World Stone is of utmost importance to me. If you think highly of me, I am willing to exchange other treasures for your friendship."
"I told you, didn't I? I dislike your attire."
Suddenly, a gray figure flashed before the man.
The Celestial Demon smiled as he looked at the King-tier Armament the man wore, his meaning impossible to fathom.
The man's eyes shifted, as though he had understood something.
"Could it be that you are interested in my King-tier Armament? To be honest, this King-tier Armament is already outdated. If you want it, I am willing to exchange a new set of King-tier Armament for the World Stone. What do you say?"
The man studied the Celestial Demon's expression. Seeing him smile, he assumed the matter was more than half settled and smiled as well.
The Celestial Demon closed his eyes, reliving the figure from his memories.
That figure had worn this kind of armament too...
Unpleasant memories surfaced in his mind.
"Have you made your decision?"
the man probed.
"I have." The Celestial Demon flexed his hands, then seized the man by the throat at a speed he could not react to.
"Urgh... you... what do you mean..."
The man felt his entire body restrained by incomparable force. A terrifying aura crashed down like mountains roaring and seas howling. Most importantly, he sensed hatred within the Celestial Demon's