"No matter."
Su Han smiled lightly and said to the old woman, "The more immortal artifacts you reveal, the happier our sect will be, because in the end, all of your immortal artifacts will belong to my Phoenix Sect."
"Rubbish!"
The old woman cursed angrily, "Just you? Do you even recognize your own condition? You're like a clay Buddha crossing a river, unable to protect yourself, yet you dare to covet our immortal artifacts?"
"Don't spew so much nonsense, is it useful?"
Su Han waved his hand impatiently, "I, in this life, am most annoyed by people who talk too much. If you truly have the ability, then go ahead and try to conquer my Phoenix Sect."
"Fine, since you're in such a hurry to die, this old body will grant your wish!"
The old woman snorted coldly and with a wave of her hand, the enormous Holy Blood Spirit Wood soared into the sky once again.
At the same moment—
"Boom boom boom boom..."
