Seeing Su Yie frown, Long Xiaoshuai thought he was frightened by the name of Divine Master Long Zhen.
"Rest assured, I keep my word. As long as you send me back, I won't treat you poorly!"
Long Xiaoshuai patted his chest, promising.
Suddenly, Su Yie reached out, swiftly waved his hand, and a sphere of light flew out from Long Xiaoshuai's chest.
The light stretched out and fell into his hand.
Long Xiaoshuai's eyes widened, trembling, he said, "You..."
The light dissipated, revealing a silver long mace in Su Yie's hand.
This mace was like an iron whip, with circles of patterns on it, faintly surrounded by thunder and lightning.
Upon seeing it, Su Yie couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
Such domineering Destruction Law!
A thousand times stronger than his own Destruction Law.
"Give it back to me!"
Long Xiaoshuai, red-eyed, yelled angrily.
Su Yie glanced at him and said, "If you don't tell me the origin of this item, I'll kill you."
"Do you want to live?"
