The remaining people who had wanted to rob him scattered like startled birds and beasts. Jia Lie Jun snorted coldly, his icy gaze sweeping over the crowd. Everyone lowered their heads, not daring to meet his eyes. Even if they were given ten times the courage, they would not dare make a move against Jia Lie Jun again. Three Yuan Dan Realm experts had not lasted more than three moves in his hands. Robbing Jia Lie Jun was truly like an old man hanging himself—courting death.
After leaving the stone room, Jia Lie Jun let out a breath. Although he was fully confident he could deal with these nuisances, too many minor troubles were still irritating.
"Thirty thousand Pure Origin Pills and thirty Three-Marked Treasure Artifacts. Not a bad haul."
In the passageway, Jia Lie Jun swept his Spiritual Power through the Universe Bag, and the bliss of sudden wealth welled up in his heart. Thirty thousand Pure Origin Pills might not amount to much for the descendants of great clans, but to Jia Lie Jun, it was an enormous fortune.
Suppressing his excitement, Jia Lie Jun headed deeper into the hall along the passageway, his Spiritual Power continuously extending ahead. Suddenly, his arm turned cool as the Seven-Colored Sky Swallowing Python poked out its head. Then it sprang forward like a wolf pouncing on prey, charging ahead without a care.
Jia Lie Jun hurriedly followed. The man and snake eventually stopped before a stone door. The Seven-Colored Sky Swallowing Python gently tapped its small head against the door, seemingly urging Jia Lie Jun to open it.
Jia Lie Jun fumbled around before the stone door for a moment, then walked over to a small stone pillar beside it and turned the round stone several times. With a rumble, the