"Good heavens."
Watching Xia Ping battle Slayer Monk and the others, Lang Jialong, chief of the Wolf Clan, could not help but be shocked. His temples throbbed wildly, and a thread of incredulous horror surfaced deep within his pupils.
"Twenty-eight Ancient Heavenly Dragon Talismans? That kid actually obtained treasures like these? His fortuitous encounters are boundless, his luck terrifying. With these twenty-eight Ancient Heavenly Dragon Talismans, even two or three ordinary Lightning Tribulation Realm mighty figures would be no match for him."
He had never expected Xia Ping to possess such a treasure. It was truly beyond all expectation.
"Back in the Heaven-Connecting Secret Realm, if that kid had used the Ancient Heavenly Dragon Talismans alongside those undead saints, wouldn't he have slaughtered every last one of us? If he had killed us all, how could there be today's events?"
A Lightning Tribulation Realm mighty figure was horrified, wariness rising in his heart along with waves of lingering fear.
Xia Ping was clearly only a junior of the Return to Truth Realm, yet in their eyes at this moment, he was more terrifying than countless peerless fiends. Honestly, they were beginning to fear being tricked by him.
"Exactly, Lang Jialong. You gathered us to hunt down this junior, but you never told us he was this formidable, that he even possessed a treasure like the Ancient Heavenly Dragon Talisman. This is nothing like what you said before. This isn't an effortless slaughter. If we're careless, we might capsize in a gutter." Several Lightning Tribulation Realm fiends stared at Lang Jialong with flickering eyes.
The reason they had gathered here was because Lang Jialong had hired them at great expense and earnestly invited them. Together with the temptation of Xia Ping's many precious treasures, they had agreed to join despite the