"Ugh!"
Xuan Yetian let out an involuntary scream. The ice armor around his soul shattered, and he endured unimaginable agony.
The karma of exchanging away the Heavenly Talisman was immense. Now that Xuan Yetian was bearing the full force of that karma, he had suffered devastating injuries, and the light of his soul had dimmed.
"That combo was so smooth—I love it!" Xie Hong said, his eyes sparkling as if he were the one who'd made the move.
"In the heat of the moment, I almost forgot. Our sect is the one thing people with magic treasures fear most."
Qi Chuan curled his lips into a grin and shouted loudly:
"This is the Kaoshan Sect!"
"You... you..."
Xuan Yetian was so furious he could barely speak. He hadn't expected his trump card to be neutralized just like that.
That was the Heavenly Talisman, capable of suppressing any Hegemon Grade expert—and now it was gone!
"Thanks for the gift, senior," Hua Yunfei said with a smile.
Xuan Yetian was already furious, and seeing Hua Yunfei's smug expression nearly made his soul explode.
He had once been a calm man, but now, sunk into the depths, he was consumed by a fierce murderous temper.
After a moment, he finally calmed down. He stared at Hua Yunfei with a dark expression, his eyes full of resentment.
He opened his palm. A fragment appeared in it—the very one all the monsters had been pursuing.
"So he's finally willing to use it?"
Hua Yunfei thought. In truth, he hadn't gone all out because he'd been waiting for Xuan Yetian to use the fragment.
"Do you think you're its match?"
Xuan Yetian held the fragment in his hand. "Or do you think you can exchange it away again?"
The fragment was a piece of his Heavenly