Each time he thought about how this guy caused his efforts to crumble time and again, and how he almost lost his Blood Essence Magical Artifact into the bottomless space, Zhou Huaisha felt the frustration in his heart might erupt like a volcano at any moment.
But at this time, his injuries were too severe, and his flying speed was greatly reduced; it felt as though there were countless needles pricking inside his brain incessantly.
"Hand over the Secret Treasure, and I can ensure that only your arms will be broken, sparing your life,"
he growled through the pain.
"Go to hell, do you think I'm an idiot?" Zhao Ke's gangster nature also came out, holding in his hand the greatest Secret Treasure of the Sand Time Divine Palace. The other party was also holding back due to their trepidation, fearing that he might accidentally destroy the treasure.
