The Grand Elder raised the Treasure Lotus Lamp, which exploded with golden light, with one hand, revealing an incredulous expression as he looked at the tiny figure inside the lamp, exclaiming in shock:
"Really, hanging under the lamp in the literal sense? Why does it feel like hanging a prisoner?"
The several Elders beside him were also watching in shock.
On the surface, they didn't dare to make a sound, but in their hearts, they muttered: It feels like salted fish being hung up, being dried out, while their destiny diminishes.
But on second thought.
This Immortal Artifact...
Looks kind of fun?
They could tell that the group who cast it, using the Divine Lamp to hang people mode to create the weapon, must have had a very wicked sense of humor.
In the next moment, the true disciples who had just broken through to the Human Immortal were completely drained, and the base of the Treasure Lotus Lamp seemed to start gradually charging up as well.
"Your wish has been granted."
