The umbrella began to crackle with lightning when Lin Yun poured his dragon runes into it. As a dragon roar echoed, it sounded majestic, and Ku Ying, who wanted to seize the umbrella away from him, was immediately sent flying away.

“Glory saint artifact?” Xie Feng’s eyes lit up when he saw the umbrella, and he couldn’t contain his excitement.

“Hahaha. You’re Lin Tian, right? You really have quite a lot of treasures. If I remember correctly, you have a metallic wooden sword. You’re really bringing me luck! All of you back down. I’ll deal with this brat!” Xie Feng said, and he even glared at Ku Ying.

This made Ku Ying’s gaze start changing. He was naturally a lot stronger than Xie Feng, and he could just leave if they were outside. But they were in the Dragon Remnant Astral Realm, and he couldn’t afford to offend the Netherworld Hall. After all, there were a lot of powerhouses...