"Back when the Lingyu Tribe rose in the Great Marsh, it relied on a relic..."
"Crack!"
A tremendous force surged from Shen Can's hand, and then Jifu was thrown against the cave wall like a dead dog.
Alright, hearing this is enough.
If it's true, I can look for it later when there's an opportunity.
If it's false, this dog would make up anything to save his life.
It's good that he's dead; otherwise, we'd need to have a Celestial Vein Realm tribesman watching him all the time.
Quickly, a tribesman came in and carried Jifu's corpse out, choosing a spot to douse it with beast oil, burning it to ashes.
A stream of water emerged under Shen Can's feet, carrying him into the Great Marsh.
Entering several miles into the waters, waves surged up, and the crocodile skull of the Tuo Lord surfaced on the water.
"Master."
The Tuo Lord saw that Shen Can still appeared in his Kui Ox state, shrouded in the water.
"How's the injury?"
