His palm slowly exerted force, but the Blood Crystal showed no change, remaining unaltered even when he used all his strength to knead it.
"If this poor monk had been a step slower, I would have missed an old friend."
Zhou Yi's Body Refinement techniques had already reached the pinnacle, capable of crushing magical treasures with full force. Clearly, the Blood Crystal was left behind after the Dragon Emperor sealed himself.
The Beast Skin Bag made a round through the Nine-layered Pagoda, taking away all the treasures of Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, now bulging in Zhou Yi's hands as it seemed full.
Zhou Yi glanced at the fat monk and transformed into a streak of light, flying towards the Scripture Pavilion, intending to take away all the treasures of Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.
"Scared this monk to death."
The fat monk wiped sweat from his brow, hoisted a half-sack of gold and jewels onto his shoulder, and ran madly towards the outside of the temple, circulating his Qi-Blood.