As soon as these words came out.
Not to mention Shi Nian, even the virtual shadows were taken aback.
An eerie silence settled on the scene.
Old Mo hurriedly spoke: "Supremes, it has not been easy for Li Nanfeng and me to gather these things. You all are renowned figures; just a slight slip through your fingers would be enough to satisfy us."
After a stretch of quietness.
The leading virtual shadow spoke once more.
His voice was deep: "I do know many secret techniques of the Demon Clan, but they are unusable for the Human Clan. Originally, I could have rewarded you with some treasures, but during the great war thousands of years ago, all our personal storage equipment was destroyed, leaving nothing I could give you."
Li Nanfeng's eyes glinted as he directly spoke: "In that case, forgive me for not being able to obey."
The eight Supremes became enraged all at once.
A bloody aura materialized into a mist, enveloping Li Nanfeng.
"Human. Have you lost your will to live?"
