Profound Yin Pagoda

The dead could not be brought back to life. Besides, no one had shared any deep bond with the middle-aged woman or the sallow-faced man; they had not even been ordinary friends. Naturally, no one felt sorrowful or heartbroken, only a little regret. The people were dead, but their treasures still had to be divided. It could not be denied that with two people dead, each of them would receive a greater share. For a moment, everyone's feelings were complicated.

Clearing his throat, Jin Wanshuang said, "There are nine of us left. Of those nine, Miss Murong gets twenty percent of the treasures, while each of us gets ten percent. We'll break the formation now and count the High-Grade Spirit Stones."

As he spoke, Jin Wanshuang walked up to the Spirit-Locking Formation.

Ha!

Silver light spilled from his palm as Jin Wanshuang struck the air with one hand. With a taut bang, a ring of pale yellow light bloomed in the void. It was the formation light of the Spirit-Locking Formation. As Jin Wanshuang's palm came down, the formation light rippled without end, dimming at times and flaring brightly at others.

Jin Wanshuang already had experience in this regard. He pressed his palm against the formation light and swiped sideways.

With a pop!

The Spirit-Locking Formation broke. The dense spiritual energy within the formation was released, spreading in all directions. In an instant, the entire palace was filled with slightly moist spiritual energy.

"Heh heh!"

The twin brothers could not help smiling. The earlier battle had left them thoroughly exhilarated, and now so much wealth awaited them. The joys of life were nothing more than this.

Like the twin brothers, everyone revealed a knowing smile. The murderous aura left behind by the battle also vanished like smoke. As for the