Upon hearing Zhou Yan's explanation, Jia Yongheng visibly displayed a slightly peculiar expression.
He thoughtfully stared at Zhou Yan's Spirit Armor, scrutinizing it carefully for a long time before he nodded and said, "Zhou Spiritualist, indeed, there is a special flame energy within your Spirit Armor that can temporarily resist the corrosion of Netherworld Black Water."
"If you want to try it out, this Spirit Armor isn't really anything remarkable. I'll give it to you as thanks for the help you gave me earlier.
Besides, given the strength of my physical body, I hardly need this Spirit Armor."
Seeing the fervent gaze Jia Yongheng fixed on his Spirit Armor, Zhou Yan thought for a moment and seemed to understand something, then he generously spoke.
With this person's unfathomable strength, if the other party decided to forcibly take his Spirit Armor, Zhou Yan was sure he would have no chance to escape. This was no longer a matter of relative realms.