Pursued by the Top Grade Saintess after Engagement Annulled Chapter 338 - 334: Feigning Surrender to Lower Their Guard,

With a hint of worry in his expression, Charon turned and quickly left.

The two Profound Tier First Layer Martial Gods left behind exchanged a look, revealing a touch of greedy smiles on their faces.

"How are you planning to have your grandson hand over the Ancient Divine Artifact?"

One of them picked up a set of torture tools and started gesturing towards Xia Tianming’s body.

They sneered and said, "Since you’re already prepared to reveal the secret, it doesn’t matter if you say it a bit sooner or a bit later."

"Exactly, whether you tell the Clan Leader or us, and we convey it to the Clan Leader, isn’t it the sa?"

"If you say it sooner, you can suffer a little less."

The torture tools in the man’s hand continuously moved closer to Xia Tianming, making his body tense up reflexively.

The guards on the opposite side watched his posture and laughed heartily: "Don’t struggle. If you speak now, I can give you a quick death."

Xia Tianming’s eyes darted, and he also revealed a sowhat subtle smile.

"Well, there’s only one secret. Which one of you two is here to listen?"

Both guards paused for a mont, then started looking at each other, their eyes unconsciously narrowing, as if in suspicion.

After exchanging a few glances, they both snorted lightly: "Don’t waste your effort, we won’t be instigated by you."

"The credit will be shared between us. You just need to reveal the secret."

With a bit of regret in his heart, Xia Tianming knew that Xia Feng was in the midst of a breakthrough, but he didn’t have a clear sense of what realm he had progressed to.

He originally thought about setting these two against each other, which would reduce so trouble for his grandson.

But these two were cunning and didn’t fall into the trap, leaving Xia Tianming with so regret.

The guards’ patience was also gradually wearing thin. If the Patriarch ca over and they hadn’t extracted the information, their credit would be significantly reduced.

Thinking of this, they spoke with a slightly cold tone: "Speak, you wouldn’t want to endure another round of torture, right?"

Xia Tianming showed a wry smile: "Then co over, I’ll tell you..."

Both guards approached Xia Tianming simultaneously, only to see star-like light flicker intermittently over Xia Tianming’s restrained body.

The weak glow wasn’t dazzling, yet it seed to faintly tug at a celestial body above.

For a mont, the guards were bewildered, knowing that the torture tools here were specially made, and their primary function was to isolate all Divine Power Energy.

So, what exactly was happening with Xia Tianming’s body now?

anwhile, Xia Feng, who was hurrying along, suddenly felt a celestial body in the sky being gently tugged.

He halted his steps and began to sense that celestial body.

After a brief mont, a subtle smile appeared on his lips: "Found it."

As soon as he spoke, a spatial tunnel was torn open before him. With a slight shake of his body, he passed through it entirely.

The two guards, still puzzled by Xia Tianming’s anomaly, failed to realize the looming danger.

A spatial rift suddenly appeared behind Xia Tianming, and from it, Xia Feng’s body erged effortlessly.

The guards paused, then their faces shifted to one of ecstatic delight.

"You’re Xia..."

Before he could finish, he clutched his throat in bewildered confusion, seemingly unable to believe what was happening.

With a flourish of Xia Feng’s Heaven-Burying Sword, the still-speaking guard’s lips trembled slightly, his neck beginning to seep faint bloodlines.

Even until death, he didn’t comprehend what had happened. How a single sword could so effortlessly penetrate his Divine Body and end his life.

The other guard was already trembling with fright.

"No, it’s not our fault, it was all under the Eastern Clan Leader’s orders."

"It’s all under the Clan Leader’s orders. Please, don’t kill !"

In a state of panic, he knelt on the ground pleading with Xia Feng, desperately shaking his head, seemingly hoping for Xia Feng’s rcy.

After all, Xia Feng appeared young, right in the pri of youthful ambition, perhaps he’d be montarily rciful...

Holding the Heaven-Burying Sword, Xia Feng nonchalantly stabbed towards him.

The guard’s body frantically erupted with the Great Dao, attempting to shield his Divine Body.

Especially since the other guard, struck down, lay lifeless on the ground.

Yet, in the face of the Heaven-Burying Sword, those Great Dao seed as fragile as paper, easily pierced and shredded.

The guard looked down at the sword in his chest, opening his mouth to say sothing, but Xia Feng had already withdrawn the long sword.

His body paused, then slowly slumped to the ground, staring resentfully at Xia Tianming as though still unable to grasp why things unfolded this way.

Despite Xia Tianming relenting, they were on the verge of earning significant credit, escaping this loathso prison to sowhere different.

How did it turn out like this?

Xia Feng took two steps forward and took a key from one of their bodies.

Xia Tianming had yet to process everything. Even knowing Xia Feng’s capability, he hadn’t expected him to slay Profound Tier First Layer Martial Gods with such ease.

"Feng’Er, you..."

Xia Feng turned in confusion to his grandfather: "How does this key work? I haven’t seen a keyhole either."

Xia Tianming paused, abandoning the previous topic: "Just hand the key."

Xia Feng obediently passed the key, then saw the key in Xia Tianming’s hand start to emit specks of dark light.

Soon, the layer of dark light enveloped his entire body, the black light locked at various joints and the Dantian rging with the key’s dark light, allowing Xia Feng to feel a rare sense of relief.

He let out a long breath, his face showing a hint of excitent: "I can finally get out of this infernal place!"

Just as he spoke, he saw Xia Feng hand over the Void Cauldron.

"Grandfather, since you specialize in the Great Dao of Space, you’re much more adept in using the Void Cauldron. So it should be with you."

Xia Tianming was about to refuse, thinking he was no longer a naive youngster.

Dongfang Changming’s significant interest in this Ancient Divine Artifact indicated its great value, making him think it would be more effective in Xia Feng’s hands.

Xia Feng, perceiving Xia Tianming’s thoughts, waved the Heaven-Burying Sword in his hand.

"Grandfather needn’t worry. I have an Ancient Divine Artifact better suited for myself. I don’t need the Void Cauldron as much; it’s better for you to hold it."

Seeing the Heaven-Burying Sword that had just dispatched two Martial Gods, Xia Tianming hesitated for a mont but chose not to refuse any longer.