If Song Wen had even one or two capable subordinates, his present predicament could have been easily resolved.
Just as Song Wen emptied his storage ring of every soul bottle, the barrier of the Ten-Directions Annihilation Formation suddenly appeared.
A Spirit Transformation cultivator had inadvertently collided with the barrier.
He was a middle-aged man. His eyes instantly widened, and panic spread across his face.
"Senior, I was merely passing through and inadvertently disturbed your secluded cultivation. Please forgive me."
As he spoke, he kept his eyes fixed on the boundless barrier before him. When nothing changed, he breathed a slight sigh of relief.
"Thank you for overlooking my offense, Senior. I will leave at once."
He slowly backed away.
Yet just then, a cold gleam abruptly pierced the barrier and shot straight toward him.
The middle-aged man was instantly terrified. He was about to beg for mercy again when the cold gleam suddenly slowed.
On closer inspection, it was a storage ring.
"Junior, this storage ring contains a hundred thousand superior spirit stones and a jade slip. Deliver the jade slip to Elder Xuan Li of the Divine Blood Sect, and all the spirit stones will be yours." Song Wen's voice rang in his ears.
A hundred thousand superior spirit stones was undoubtedly an immense fortune for a Spirit Transformation cultivator.
Moreover, all he had to do was deliver a jade slip. It could hardly have been easier, yet the man dared not take the storage ring.
He looked at the storage ring before him as though it were a hot potato.
"S-Senior, please understand. My strength is meager. How could I possibly meet Elder Xuan Li? Please rescind your command and allow me to leave."
"Junior, if you don't want to die, do as I say. Otherwise, I won't