He wore an expectant look, hoping the items were still there.
He immediately swept his consciousness over it, only to see emptiness.
No, there was one thing.
It was a voice recording Jade Scroll, triggered as the Asura Saint Son's consciousness delved into it.
"Thank you for keeping these treasures of the Buddha for me. No need for thanks between brothers."
"Next time we meet, I'll treat you to a good meal!"
"See you again, fate willing."
Buzz buzz buzz—
The Asura Saint Son's hand trembled, pinching the Yang Fish until it buzzed continuously.
Finally, with a snap, it was crushed into pieces.
The Asura Saint Son trembled all over, his eyes bulging, bloodshot threads covering his eyeballs, making his sinister face even more ferocious.
"Jiang Fan!!!"
The Asura Saint Son roared at the sky, "You bastard... puh..."
Overwhelmed by rage and already injured by the Buddha Lord, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
