Jiang Ziya snapped back to himself at the sight, his heart jolting in alarm, and in an instant, he woke up by more than half.
Though the Killing Intent twining around his Primordial Spirit had not dispersed, it was temporarily suppressed by the vast, righteous aura of the saintly Dao radiating from the supreme treasures.
Shen Gongbao steadied himself, forcibly pressed down the darkness in his eyes, restrained his greed, and barely squeezed out a bitter smile, cupping his hands to cover his loss of composure:
"As expected of an Innate Supreme Treasure personally bestowed by Master. The Jade Purity Dao's might is awe-inspiring indeed, truly extraordinary."
Jiang Ziya fixed his gaze on Shen Gongbao before him, his expression complicated and chilled to the heart.
He had treated him with sincerity, thinking of their old bond from years of cultivating together on Kunlun, and had joyfully accepted his coming to help. Yet in the end, what the other man had been thinking of all along was actually coveting the God Conferment supreme treasures he bore.
The bond of fellow disciples who had cultivated together for decades was, before two supreme treasures, actually so fragile that it could not withstand a single blow.
"Junior Brother, you..."
A thousand words clogged Jiang Ziya's throat. His lips and teeth moved slightly, but in the end, all his boundless disappointment turned into a silence, choking him speechless.
Seeing that Jiang Ziya had fully sobered and that his scheme for the supreme treasures had been exposed on the spot, Shen Gongbao knew this plan had already come to nothing.
The warm, earnest mask on his face was instantly torn to shreds. His expression abruptly turned cold, savage, and vicious, and he completely fell out with him.
When his cold laughter settled, his eyes shone with