Yan Xuefei and Sun Li Luo, along with the Fish Sect leader, broke out in a cold sweat.
Could this little thing really unleash such terrifying power? they thought to themselves.
The three little ones dropped their jaws. What kind of magical treasure is this anyway, to be so powerful?
Ling Yun walked over, squatted down directly, and pressed his hand onto the dying Liu Fu's head!
Soul-search!
Liu Fu's memories were extracted in an instant, the pain so excruciating that he could not even scream. Miserable shrieks echoed all around, and the air was thick with a heavy stench of blood and dust.
The gates of the City Lord's Mansion remained tightly shut, everyone panic-stricken and too terrified to come out and see what was happening.
Ling Yun sneered at the corner of his mouth. He had already read Liu Fu's information regarding that secret, and he was extremely interested in going!
He had only promised to give Little Irene a magical treasure similar to a divine dress yesterday, and right now news of the materials had arrived. It was truly timely help!
As far as he knew, the Taixu Divine Armor seemed to be a heaven-destroying and earth-shattering suit of armor he had forged himself. His memory was a bit fuzzy, but it seemed he had casually forged it and given it away in ancient times, though he did not know if it was truly called by this name.
What Ling Yun did not know was that Patriarch Wang was not dead either; he was simply in that state of being nearly dead.
By the time Ling Yun took the little ones by the hand and left this place, Patriarch Wang managed to pull a communication talisman from his chest with great difficulty. He had seen Ling Yun's