In the vast void of Jinlan Universe Country.
The Heart-Locking Hall hung suspended in space.
Inside the hall, Dongguan sat on his throne, looking down at Venerable Jinlan, who was bundled up like a rice dumpling in chains.
Venerable Huozhen stood beside him like a servant.
At that moment, Venerable Jinlan's face was full of humiliation as he stared straight at Dongguan.
As one of the 1,008 Universe Country Lords, an incomparably ancient Universe Venerable, when had he ever suffered such humiliation?
And this was at the hands of his own race, not an alien race.
But if it really had been an alien race, he would already have been waiting for resurrection.
"Insect-Hunting King, I've already punished that disciple of mine. Jiankuo has been imprisoned in the Twelfth Starfield Prison for ten thousand epochs, and all his wealth and forces are yours to dispose of. I truly knew nothing about this. Besides, the main target was Luo Feng, not you."
Venerable Jinlan argued his case.
At this moment, he even felt some hatred toward his disciple, King Jiankuo. After ten thousand epochs, if Jiankuo had not died in the Starfield Prison, he would put him through some harsh tempering.
Instead of cultivating properly, he had resorted to these crooked schemes and even brought disaster upon his master.
"Luo Feng? Don't you know that Luo Feng is my dearest friend and family, as well as my son's sworn brother?" Dongguan looked calmly at Venerable Jinlan.
"Then tell me, what do you want?" Venerable Jinlan simply gave up trying.
He had already been captured. He was at Dongguan's mercy.
"Your wealth should consist of these supreme treasures you had on you, along with Jinlan Universe Country and some supreme treasure points held with the race, right?" Before Dongguan floated two metal