Passage

Yan Chihuo looked at the Nether-Dark Thorn in his hand. He knew it would be truly difficult to use it to win Heavenly King Li's trust, because he did not wish to reveal the peculiarities of the Innate Seventy-Two Transformations. Unless absolutely necessary, he would not even disclose that he possessed this cultivation art. Back in the East Sea, he had been forced to reveal it while fighting others, but after all, people only knew its surface and were unaware of its true power. That was why Yan Chihuo had emerged unscathed.

Even so, some had conceived designs on seizing this cultivation art from him. If he told Heavenly King Li about the Innate Seventy-Two Transformations, his little life would be forfeit.

Had this been a few hours earlier, Yan Chihuo would have had no solution. But now things were different. From the shadow demon's memories, he had learned that this place was one of the Nether Ghost King's five secret strongholds from back then. Naturally, the Ghost King had left himself a way out. Heavenly King Li had only stumbled upon the Nether Ghost King's treasures through sheer luck in those days; how could he possibly know of the escape route?

Still, Yan Chihuo had no intention of simply leaving this place. There were quite a few treasures in this treasury—how could he let Heavenly King Li benefit from them for nothing? He took out all three of his storage rings, then glanced around the treasury and muttered, "There are so many treasures. These few storage rings of mine aren't enough. How can I take them away?"

For the moment, he could only select some superior treasures to put away. He had just emptied one shelf when he discovered that the next shelf actually held more than ten storage