“Does it look like I’m joking?” Her expression turned cold as she pinned her stick on the ground, creating numerous cracks.

Green Pine Venerable started sweating and regretted being greedy over the dragon scale. They have met with the wrong person.

‘Going to that meteorite is suicidal, so if I’m dead either way, might as well take a risk here. I have this featherguard talisman, maybe it’s enough to fight this monster.’ He thought while taking a look at the talisman.

The old woman sneered: “I advise you to not have any stupid idea or it wouldn’t be just death. There are many more agonizing fates than death and I know just how...