"You know the Ancient Secret Realm Cave that has passed how many years by now? I'm afraid it has long since collapsed and ceased to exist," Shen Luo said, shaking his head after a brief contemplation.
His most pressing matter at the moment was to repair the jade pillow as quickly as possible; he truly had no time to seek any other treasures.
Seeing that persuasion was futile, the Ancestral Dragon Soul became enraged and bellowed, "Since you are not willing to spare me, let us perish together."
After speaking, his body shone with dazzling golden light, and a powerful fluctuation of soul power expanded, about to self-destruct.
"Thinking of self-destructing? Had you tried this right when I had suppressed you, you might have had the chance, but now... it's too late!" Shen Luo chuckled coldly, the light from Mount Buzhou intensifying, the pressure increasing tenfold, instantly crushing the power gathered by the Ancestral Dragon Soul and suppressing it again under the giant peak.