"This is trouble. These chains are inscribed with ancient divine runes—we can't break free at all."
Poison Venerable said with an ugly expression. Earlier, both their Primordial Spirits had been sealed, leaving them unable to think. They could only remain dazed and muddleheaded.
Now that the seal had been lifted, they finally realized how serious the situation was.
Had they known, they would never have gone along with Dugu Feng's nonsense—stealing the treasured artifacts of all three sects. Only this guy could have come up with something like that.
"Fortune favors the good."
Dugu Feng took out a small knife from his Spatial Ring and began sawing at the chains with it.
"It's useless. These chains are inscribed with ancient divine runes. Even cultivators at the eighth or ninth level of the Golden Immortal realm might not be able to—"
"What kind of knife is that?"
Poison Venerable abruptly stopped halfway through, staring at the small knife in Dugu Feng's hand with a face full of shock.
By then, Dugu Feng had already cut halfway through the chain around his wrist. A chain capable of restraining a ninth-level Golden Immortal cultivator was being sliced apart as easily as tofu before that little knife.
Wasn't this a little too outrageous?
"Hehehe, I can't tell you about this thing. It's my little treasure."
Dugu Feng chuckled without explaining, continuing to diligently cut through the chains on his own.
Poison Venerable glanced around, then edged closer to Dugu Feng. His eyes constantly swept their surroundings as he kept watch for him.
"It's coming—right here."
"Damn, someone's coming. Put it away."
Hearing Poison Venerable's words, Dugu Feng immediately stowed the knife back into his Spatial Ring. His eyes turned vacant and muddled once more, and he simply lowered his head to stare at the