"Now, let's talk about the real reason why Qilin Daoist Temple sent you here this time," Su Han said.
"Purpose?"
A sneer appeared on the corner of Huiyue's lips, "Today, Phoenix Sect has been promoted to an Eighth-Rank Sect. Naturally, the purpose of our Qilin Daoist Temple is to come and offer our heartfelt congratulations."
As soon as these words were spoken, Huiyue flipped his palm over and a sandalwood box appeared, which was sealed by a layer of light. He threw it directly at Su Han.
"This is the congratulatory gift from Qilin Daoist Temple!"
Su Han caught the box, felt it was slightly heavy, glanced at Huiyue, and then opened it.
"Whoosh!"
The moment it opened, a thick purple-black fog burst forth from the box.
Almost in the blink of an eye, the fog enveloped the entire hall above.
"No good, it's poison gas!"
Ling Qinghai, Goddess, and others immediately sensed the difference in the fog and sealed their senses at once, glaring furiously at Huiyue and Phantom Spirit.
