With a thought!
True Lord Zhao's pressure, which had blanketed the lone peak, receded like the tide.
Yet Cheng Buzheng felt no joy at all...
Because!
The cold, indifferent gleam in Zhao Han's eyes had not faded. Clearly, his killing intent still remained!
He was planning to silence them forever!
Seeing this.
Cheng Buzheng's broad sleeve trembled slightly, revealing an eyeball-like object at its cuff.
Noticing this detail, the cold light in True Lord Zhao Han's eyes vanished, returning to their previous calm. He looked at Cheng Buzheng and said mildly:
"You're very good!"
With that said.
Zhao Han moved, vanishing from this stretch of sea.
Seeing this.
Cheng Buzheng knew that he had thoroughly offended this baleful fiend.
But he did not regret it!
Otherwise, this puppet would have been scrapped.
That was something he could not accept.
Otherwise, how could the journey into the Langya Secret Realm continue!
As for those two Nascent Soul True Lords, Cheng Buzheng did not care whether they lived or died.
Between them, it had only ever been a matter of each taking what they needed!
Likewise.
Green Ram True Lord and Bright Moon Old Daoist had also noticed the eyeball-like object exposed at Cheng Buzheng's sleeve cuff.
After giving it a brief glance...
The two of them understood why Zhao Han had suddenly left.
Clearly.
It was not because Green Ram True Lord had offered up the Nine Yang Blood Ganoderma.
Rather, it was because of...
—the Shadow-Recording Spirit Eye!
It was the treasure within the sleeve of that Golden Core Mortal Cultivator from the Immortal Alliance's Supervision Hall.
This treasure could transmit, in real time, every image it observed.
Seeing this.
Green Ram True Lord frowned slightly, clearly displeased.
Although this junior had saved his life, he had also caused him