Exchanging the Golden Books, Zhou Yin’s Demeanor

The Tao Seals around Zhou Yin’s body dispersed in concentric circles, forcefully resisting the heavy and oppressive willpower.

Then, he suddenly crouched down, his large hand grabbing the ancient corpse lying on the ground and directly storing it in his storage ring.

Every movement flowed smoothly, without wasting any time.

Once he had it in his possession, Zhou Yin quickly retreated.

The willpower pressure here was too strong.

However, before he could take a few steps, he was intercepted.

“Brother Zhou, why not show it to us?”

Lin Zhenping stood smiling on Zhou Yin’s left side, preventing him from escaping.

Zhou Yin smiled wryly, “What’s the matter? Brother Lin, are you envious? You were so quick to take the ancient weapon earlier, but I didn’t see you sharing any with us.”

“Rest assured, Brother Zhou, we won’t snatch it. Just tell us what it is.”

Xu Changhe chuckled, “Since we have joined forces, we will naturally not betray our alliance.”