The Celestial Sound Saintess had said that anything could be chosen, and naturally, she wouldn't go back on her word. However, if Xia Feng's abilities were insufficient and he couldn't seize the opportunity, that had little to do with her.
The thunderclouds in her palm continued to roll; though they were clouds and mist, from time to time, lightning flickered within, looking particularly terrifying.
The Celestial Sound Saintess poked at the clouds in her palm with her fingertip, then raised her head to look at Xia Feng.
"I can give you one more chance to reconsider. In this entire Secret Realm, there are so many treasures; I can even manage one or two inheritances for you. Are you sure you want to choose just this one thing?"
As she spoke, the clouds in her palm flashed continuously as if in threat, the Great Dao of Thunder and Lightning within it spreading relentlessly.
