"Clan Leader, shall I kill Chen Shan?"
The middle-aged Attendant volunteered, his expression arrogant and a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes.
To a powerhouse at the second layer of the Fusion Realm like him, a Void Refinement Realm body cultivator was utterly vulnerable.
A casual strike would be enough to take Chen Shan's life.
"Su Ying is still in his hands..."
Su Qingshan shook his head, firmly rejecting the suggestion from the clan's Fusion Realm Attendant.
His gaze fell on the unconscious Su Ying in Chen Changming's grasp, and a flicker of pain crossed his eyes.
His daughter mattered more to him than killing Chen Shan.
Smack!
The middle-aged Attendant slapped his forehead and looked down at the enormous black bottle, saying ruefully, "I was too hasty and actually forgot about Miss Su Ying..."
After speaking, his gaze returned to the enormous black bottle, his eyes burning with desire.
His main reason for proposing to kill Chen Shan had been to get a closer look at this treasure, which seemed to be a Profound-Heaven Spirit Treasure.
There were no longer even any Mahayana Realm cultivators on the Azure Wave Continent. The Fusion Realm was the pinnacle, and Profound-Heaven Spirit Treasures existed only in legend.
He had lived for thousands of years but had never seen a true Profound-Heaven Spirit Treasure with his own eyes.
Now, deep within the Su Clan's Underground Palace, he had spotted an enormous black bottle that might be a Profound-Heaven Spirit Treasure, and an intense curiosity rose within him.
He desperately wanted to approach it, touch it, and feel the aura of a Profound-Heaven Spirit Treasure for himself.
Seeing that Su Qingshan dared not strike the rat for fear of breaking the vessel, Chen Changming relaxed further.
He focused his attention on the Life