From the moment Ji Xuan saw Jun Xiaoyao suppress the Venerable Demon Corpse with the Sacred Body Phenomenon, he sensed something amiss.
And now, seeing the demon corpse completely annihilated by Jun Xiaoyao, his face turned as pale as paper.
It was as if he was thrust into an icy pond in the dead of winter, his whole body trembling.
He had always planned to seize the wooden box and then immediately escape using the Great Shifting Talisman.
But Jun Wanjie clung to him persistently, leaving him no room to maneuver.
"Ji Xuan, didn't you say that if the Young Master could defeat the Venerable Demon Corpse, you'd do a handstand and urinate? Come on, I'm watching." Jun Wanjie mocked with a cold laugh.
Upon hearing this, Ji Xuan's face turned green, utterly embarrassed, feeling a scorching pain on his cheeks.
"Damn it, I must get that wooden box!" Ji Xuan gritted his teeth secretly, malice flashing across his face.
