"I don't believe you can take all the Magical Treasures, Bronze Four Seals, get up for me..."
Fang Xing suddenly shouted, raising both hands. Four Bronze Great Seals flew out, immobilizing the void, as if trying to pin down Zhao Changhe. In the face of these four seals, Zhao Changhe was indeed startled at heart, but immediately raised his wine gourd and collected these Four Directions Great Seals into it. An unexpected joy that couldn't be concealed filled his heart: "These Four Directions Great Seals are cherished treasures of Elder Dezhao of the Agile Spirit Sect. Even our Great Elder of the Talisman-Weapon Dao couldn't borrow them despite asking several times, but they ended up in the hands of this little monster, and now they're in my hands. Offering the Four Seals to the great elders will definitely earn me quite a reward!"
Just as a thought was completed, Fang Xing continued shouting, "This won't work? Watch my Heavenly-Hanging River!"
