"You possess only the strength of the Foundation Establishment Realm. How do you wield such formidable power? Did you consume some Medicine Pill or use some Magical Treasure?"
Qian E's heart was unsettled; he sensed the breath of death. If he didn't seize the Ten Thousand Poison Spirit Pearl soon, he would lose his chance forever.
Thinking of this, he didn't dare linger, mobilizing the True Qi within him, he charged fiercely at Yang Cheng.
Seeing him approach swiftly, Yang Cheng curled a contemptuous smile at the corner of his mouth, his voice icy cold: "Overestimating yourself!"
His figure flashed, evading Qian E's attack, as if deliberately toying with him.
"Is this what you want?"
Yang Cheng slowly raised his hand, revealing the palm-sized, now pitch-black pearl.
"My Ten Thousand Poison Spirit Pearl!"
Qian E instinctively reached his hand out, not yet close when Yang Cheng suddenly clenched his palm.
Bam!
