"Oh? Kid, you can discern my Cultivation?"
The middle-aged man looked at Xiao Yi, somewhat surprised.
Of course, that was all.
In his perception, Xiao Yi was merely an Earth Origin Sixth Layer Martial Artist.
In his eyes, not much stronger than an ant.
"Senior, is it possible for you to let us go?" Du Youyou supported Xiao Yi, pleading.
"Let you go? Possible," the middle-aged man scoffed.
"You two, having been here in these relics for who knows how long, must have obtained quite a few treasures."
"Leave behind all the Qiankun Bags and Universe Rings you have on you, then you can scram."
"Okay, thank you, senior." Du Youyou swiftly took out her Qiankun Bag.
"And you, kid." The middle-aged man looked at Xiao Yi.
Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes, for the Treasures within his Universe Ring were numerous and naturally impossible to surrender.
"Senior, he doesn't have any treasures," mumbled Du Youyou.
