The voice Su Ming delivered through his divine sense could only be heard by the Spirit of Nine Yin, the old man by the side could not hear it. Once the reviving gigantic warrior statue heard Su Ming’s words, he turned his head around swiftly and stared at him.
At the same time, his body stopped regaining life.
The old man was stunned.
"You have Scattering Dusts?"
Su Ming took a few steps back and looked at the statue, whose voice was reverberating like thunder in his head.
"Sir, if I want your protection, how many Scattering Dusts do you require?" Su Ming sent his divine sense out with a calm look.
