Yang Zhenshan suddenly widened his eyes. An artifact of authority that contains Divine Dao Intent and can diminish the user's lifespan.
He couldn't quite believe the conclusion he had arrived at.
Such an artifact of authority, within a humble Immortal Cultivation family and in the hands of a Foundation Establishment cultivator with no hope of advancing in his path.
Yang Zhenshan felt as if heaven was playing a joke on him.
Yet the reality lay before him, forcing him to believe it.
The key was that this artifact of authority seemed to match him very well.
Seize vitality, nourish oneself.
The Withering and Flourishing Divine Skills could convert vitality into lifespan and even diminish the enemy's lifespan.
The combination of the two was simply an existence defying nature.
In the next instant, Yang Zhenshan's figure flashed, suddenly appearing beside Pei Lun, one hand pressing onto the green bamboo staff.
"Fellow Daoist, how about giving this item to me?"
