"Alright, I'll give you the Saint Relic."
Ling Chen curled his lips into a smile, then with a flick of his hand, three black relics appeared in his palm. Immediately, he flung them towards the two elders of the Huangfu Clan.
The two were initially pleased, not expecting him to be so sensible. However, as the three relics approached, the Hook-Nosed Elder's expression suddenly changed, and he shouted, "Be careful, these relics are fake!"
At this moment, a playful look also appeared on Ling Chen's face, and then he suddenly uttered a word, "Boom!"
The next moment, those three "relics" exploded violently, and the fierce wind even forced the two Senior Half-Saint elders to retreat in disarray.
"You two are quite old yet still so naive. Would you surrender the Saint Relic so easily if it were you? Goodbye, members of the Huangfu Clan!"
As his laughter faded, Ling Chen swiftly retreated, riding his Thunder Sound Sword, dashing towards the outside of the ruins.
"Kill him for me!"
