"Not bad, not bad, let's test these three with arrows!" The being inside the Rail Wooden Box might have been sealed in the Great Dao Prison for too long and joked in such a way, lacking any dignity or indifference befitting an Immortal King.
"Senior, even if you hadn't mentioned it, I would've given these three an arrow. They dared to covet my treasure; they shall pay right here!" Yang Ji chuckled, looking at the three and preparing to nock and draw his bow.
But suddenly, a sharp sound of something tearing through the air came from not far away, approaching the Secret Hall at great speed.
Soon, a young man with a gloomy appearance and an aura so powerful it made one's heart tremble appeared before them, his eyes as cold as hell itself. He scanned the crowd and spoke in a deep voice, "Did I just hear someone mention a treasure? Where is this treasure?"
