In the inner hall.
"Old Demon of Profound Yin, hand over the treasure!"
"This treasure is not something you can keep, it's better for you to hand it over quickly!"
Facing the coercion of a group of Nascent Soul cultivators, the Old Demon of Profound Yin clutched his chest, his eyes burning with rage.
"Fine! Great, just great! I, who have hunted geese all my life, have been blinded by one today!"
In his fury, the Old Demon of Profound Yin's eyes became bloodshot. The Cold Flame he had been plotting for over three hundred years was gone, and even the Profound Yin Divine Fire was lost.
This rebellious disciple Yun Yao actually fled with the treasure!
"I have said it many times, this rebellious disciple has defected. If it weren't for you opposing me, how would this disciple have had the opportunity!"
"Forget about this old demon for now, let's catch up to the younger one first."
