"You're lucky. You're also a cultivator from the Saint King Dao Lineage. Today, this immortal will spare your life, but you can't escape punishment. Wait for your fellow Daoists of the Tongshan Dao Lineage to pay a high ransom for your offenses!"
He spread his palm, and the Flame Dragon Jade Bowl transformed into a stream of light, falling into his hand. In front of him, the Crystal Palace completely melted away, dissipating as spiritual mechanism.
With a flip of his palm, he extracted a jade bottle from 'Zhang Jian.'
What made Ji Ke's expression strange was that the jade bottle was unexpectedly decorated with a strange wall painting.
It depicted him with a smile on his face, a quite comical one.
This sudden change in Ji Ke's expression was accompanied almost simultaneously by a grand voice suddenly echoing beside his ear.
"Feeling satisfied, fellow Daoist?"
