บท 780: The Lucky North River Boat Master

Xu Jingming surveyed his opponent, an alien powerhouse whose body was veiled in a swirling purple mist, concealing his true form. Only his thin tail swayed, a small detail discernible amidst the enigma.

"So, you're inquiring about the number of characters I've gathered. Are you planning to snatch them?" Xu Jingming inquired.

"Hand over all the characters willingly, and your clone's life shall be spared," the alien powerhouse scrutinized Xu Jingming. "If you resist, I won't hesitate to kill you, seize your third-realm weapon, and then take the characters. Choose wisely—surrender or resist?"

While speaking, he surreptitiously deployed one of his third-realm weapons, causing an illusory scroll to instantaneously merge with the surroundings.

Buzz!

A surge of purple light permeated the vast expanse, completely shrouding Xu Jingming and the alien powerhouse.