Zhe Huali's gaze flickered. He examined the case and tried to open it. However, the gap was tightly sealed and there was no place to pry open the case. Even if he used his demon knife to slash, he couldn't leave any mark.
Cold sweat broke out on Zhe Huali's forehead as he tried all kinds of divine arts to break the seal. He even used the divine arts of the devil path that Fu Riluo had taught him once.
He raised his head and saw phoenix feathers floating down like falling leaves in autumn—instead of withered leaves, they were blood red maple leaves.
Qin Mu was riding Qi Jiuyi in the air and plucking his feathers, beating him until he was completely covered in blood.
Qi Jiuyi was also extremely fierce. Even though he had gotten slashed on his nine heads, he twisted his neck over and spewed out trails of mysterious lights to slash at Qin Mu.
