The Mid Emergence from Dust cultivator heard the words "Life Cage, Death Prison," gave them a rough analysis, and concluded that the possibility was very high.
So he knew this was serious. Ordinary people could not get their hands on a magic treasure like this, and among those who could, few were capable of bringing it into the depths of the Endless Sea—the place was simply too dangerous.
For someone surnamed Shi to bring such a treasure here, either his background was powerful enough, or his methods were ruthless enough.
One had to know that carrying such a magic treasure was more coveted than carrying ten Broadback Pythons. It was enough to make a Golden Core cultivator take action.
So when someone exposed its origins, he had to deal with it decisively, lest someone develop the urge to kill witnesses.
After knocking the man unconscious, he took out a Spirit Beast Bag and flicked his wrist, storing him inside. Then he looked at Feng Jun and spoke in a deep voice. "My junior kinsman has suddenly fallen ill. I'll handle him like this for now. Please forgive the offense, Fellow Daoist Shi."
Feng Jun had been full of anger, but seeing how thoroughly the man had submitted and how swiftly he handled the matter, he unexpectedly felt a touch of boredom.
Still, since he did not intend to reveal his identity, this would do. He said in a deep voice, "Take out half the Ironhide Crabs you caught earlier. I like eating those things."
"No problem." The Mid Emergence from Dust cultivator nodded. The Early Emergence from Dust cultivator beside him also understood what had happened. He directly took out the Ironhide Crabs, packed half of them into a Storage Talisman, and handed it to Feng Jun, his body still