Everyone knew that Feiyun was playing hardball but couldn’t do anything about it.

The Divine Guardian remained calm. The golden radiance slowly seeped back into his body, the same with his armor and special form. He returned back into an old man wearing a simple robe.

“Young man, you are very intelligent and know what to do to protect yourself. However, if you don’t agree to my demand, you might be trapped here forever.” He said.

Feiyun was aware of his current circumstance and smiled: “I’m not in a rush, it’s fine to stay here for a few centuries but the problem is, I don’t know if Sacred Court will last that long.”

“You!” An elder from the tribe wanted to teach him a lesson. Alas, the guardian stopped him too.

“Very well, I will agree...