Chương 1760: Seven Lives Divine Clouds

Ling Han's eyes were sharp and his hands moved quickly. Pa, he had knocked that person unconscious with a single palm strike.

He looked towards the large black dog, and said, "Damn dog, I have indeed fallen for your trap again. This is no ancient site; it clearly is the medicinal garden belonging to a major sect!"

That person who had been knocked unconscious was clearly a herb farmer. Just now, Ling Han had clearly seen that he was using some kind of technique to extract the Regulations of heaven and earth to embed into the medicinal ingredients.

The large black dog's eyes spun quickly. He soon threw everything to the winds, and admitted, "You are smart, brat. You have discovered it so quickly, Grandpa Dog is impressed."

Ling Han was speechless. This damn dog was completely keeping silent about the major crime while admitting a smaller offense.