Death was absolutely impossible.
In the event of a catastrophic disaster, the treasure that the Spiritual Leaf Sect had invested in its core disciples would ensure their absolute safety.
Thinking this, his feelings toward the Candle Dragon grew even worse.
Originally planning to first offer politeness before resorting to force, he now rubbed the bracelet made of blue lotus seeds and directly pointed at the seven fruits beside him. The brilliance of the seven orbs suddenly grew much brighter, intertwining to form a rainbow of divine light.
With the speed of lightning, he bound it in just an instant.
Autumn God's brow furrowed involuntarily, his gaze lingering on the bracelet of nine lotus seeds on Xingke's wrist for a moment before he let out a slight sigh.
Zihuo Monkey: "???"
