"Lu Dingyuan's Daoist Ring?"
Ye Wanqing looked on with curiosity.
She had seen it earlier. After Yang Xiao cut Lu Dingyuan in half with a single sword strike, his entire body—flesh, blood, and all—had transformed into a stream of Blood Qi that surged into that strange longsword.
The only thing that had dropped was this ring.
She figured it had to be Lu Dingyuan's Storage Daoist Ring.
However, she hadn't tried to pick it up.
Instead, her first priority had been to check on Yang Xiao.
And it was a good thing, too, that she hadn't.
The instant Yang Xiao picked up the Daoist Ring, he sensed a terrifying Devouring Power hidden within. If Ye Wanqing had rashly tried to take it earlier, she likely would have fallen for the old bastard's trap.
