Kapitel 4352: Spirit Bristle Divine Lord

"Now you're being honest?"

Jian Wushuang snorted and put the cauldron back into his interspatial ring.

Raising his head, Jian Wushuang was slightly stunned. The spirit puppet sanctuary under his feet had been reduced to ruins by the shock wave of the ancient bronze cauldron. Countless disciples of the spirit puppet sanctuary were looking up at him in shock.

"W-Who are you?"

Elder Yan Fu sat in the middle of a broken wall and stared at Jian Wushuang in fear.

Jian Wushuang let out an 'uh' and felt a little guilty.

Da da da da da.

A series of hurried footsteps came from behind Jian Wushuang.

He immediately saw Sacred Heart, who had also been battered by the shockwave, run over.

"I won't abandon you, Sir."

Ruler Feng Xin's chest heaved slightly as she panted.

Elder Yan Fu's eyes narrowed. He looked at Jian Wushuang and then at Feng Xin. In the end, he seemed to understand something and his expression changed.