"The Top Bead of the Direction Tree?" The old Ghost Snake elder's heart trembled. With his vast experience, he immediately recognized the item.
Raising his aged face, the old Ghost Snake elder was quite moved. Could it be that when the ancient Ghost faced Snake struck the Black Torties Shell, Blaze Regret had already calculated that Pit Rock would come out to ambush, and afterward, he would seize the opportunity to escape?
But how could that be? Just a young kid, how could he have such meticulous planning!
The Ghost faced Snake's tail merged, crushing the red bead into powder. The old Ghost Snake elder laughed angrily, "Good, very good. Kid, it seems I underestimated you. But are you so confident that you can keep me here today?"
"How would I know without trying?" Blaze Regret's lips curled into a smile.
