The elderly woman lay on top of the corpse, slowly let out a breath, and a thick confidence flashed across her face.
Just now, Zhang Jing's behavior had informed her that he really knew what the Opening God Seal was, and naturally, he understood its precious value.
Thus, there was no need for her to die.
After all, she would never believe that there existed any cultivators uninterested in an Inherent Spiritual Treasure.
No matter how slim the hope of obtaining it might be, as long as there was even a sliver of possibility, one would surely be willing to go to any length for it.
That was an Inherent Spiritual Treasure, born at the dawn of a great world's creation, a terrifying existence that carried a world's Dao!
If one became its master, living a long and carefree life would be nothing remarkable.
Thinking of this.
