"Can you spare his life? This man and I have some old ties," Ning Fan sighed and spoke.
His relationship with Xuekongzi was shallow, yet the other party had helped him before. Ning Fan couldn't just stand by and watch Xuekongzi perish without doing anything.
Senluo frowned. He disliked Ning Fan making requests of him repeatedly.
However, considering that he still needed Ning Fan's help to achieve his wishes, he nodded and agreed to Ning Fan's request. With a cold face, he conveyed a few instructions into the depths of the stone cave.
Soon, the cursing from Xuekongzi in the depths of the stone cave gradually ceased.
"This time I will make an exception and agree to your request, but there won't be a next time!"
Having said that, Senluo grabbed with his five fingers, and suddenly, a bloody Primordial Spirit appeared in his hand out of thin air.
Xuekongzi's Primordial Spirit!
