"Hey, Ye... er, no, Brother Ye... wait, no, Big Brother Ye, could you maybe put down those two Grade-Eight magical artifacts?" The Heavenly Ghost Old Demon timidly asked.
He had suffered a massive loss earlier inside the Kunlun Bell!
Then he was further wrecked by the self-destruction of twenty to thirty Grade-Seven magical artifacts!
His vital essence was grievously damaged!
Originally, the Heavenly Ghost Old Demon thought he saw a glimmer of hope!
But who would've guessed that Ye Wudao would pull out two more Grade-Eight magical artifacts for self-detonation!
The Heavenly Ghost Old Demon was arrogant, no doubt!
But he wasn't stupid!
Two Grade-Eight artifacts for self-destruction—this shit wasn't a joke!
Whoever blew them up would surely die!
He'd be sent straight to heaven!
"Heavenly Ghost Old Demon, have you thought it through now?" Ye Wudao asked, smiling.
The Heavenly Ghost Old Demon's face was written with reluctance!
