"What's the rush, I am saving you!"
Li Yan's tone was already somewhat impatient.
He had just experienced a life-and-death battle, and although the Daluo Dharma Body facilitated his recovery, the mental exhaustion and tension had not dissipated. The old man's incessant nagging was truly irritating.
Especially this cloth bag passed down through the Beggar Gang—it was as if it had grown into the ground, connected by a lingering thread, impossible to pull free.
Li Yan, determined, let his Hidden Energy burst forth, intending to tear the cloth bag apart.
However, the more force he used, the more fortune from the heavens and earth surged into it.
At the same time, atop the left shoulder of the Daluo Dharma Body, the flame that had previously been extinguished was unexpectedly reignited, flickering lively, emitting a faint blue glow...
This?!
Li Yan's face showed surprise and some disbelief.