Seeing that Taichi Miyamoto was snatched by the red light and sucked into the Wuwang Demon Tripod before he could even cry for mercy, Jiang Ce stood frozen, completely stunned. He was unable to recover for a long time.
"Fuck! Is that even possible?!"
After a long moment, Jiang Ce let out a curse he hadn't used in ages, a mix of shock and elation. Can things that only exist in mythology novels really exist in this world?
But in the next second, he clutched the Wuwang Demon Tripod tightly to his chest.
He walked to the alley entrance and looked around. Thankfully, the place was deserted. Had anyone seen that, it would have been impossible to explain...
After a moment's thought, Jiang Ce lowered his head and quickly left the area.
It wasn't until he reached a bustling market that he finally relaxed a little.
He then took out his phone and dialed Yu Xuzi.
