Entrustment

Fellow Daoist Fangzheng fell to the ground with a loud bang. For an instant, he seemed to have lost consciousness.

Mo Tiange immediately summoned her White Silk Handkerchief, but that thread of spiritual aura was gone. She still didn't know where it came from!

At that moment, Daoist Fangzheng, who was lying on the ground, uttered a moan. With a pale face, he struggled to crawl up. "This..."

"Fellow Daoist Fangzheng, it seems the master of this place didn't intend on letting us steal their Sunstones." Upon confirming that there was no more danger, Mo Tiange put down her magic weapon then slowly ran her gaze over the stone room.

The trick obviously surpassed their current realm, but it didn't seem like it was meant to kill them. It seemed like it was meant to prevent people from taking the Sunstones away.

Daoist Fangzheng looked up and gazed at the Sunstones above them; his expression showed complete reluctance.