Xu Hao shook his head a few times, he knew that Ge Yang was angry at Ma Liang for giving his storage bag to him, as they both had made a deal, and whoever got the storage bag, the other won’t compete over it.
If Ma Liang had given his storage bag to Ge Yang, then he would have also done the same.
Ma Liang’s consciousness faded away, in his eyes emerged a silhouette of his junior sister, as he gradually closed his eyes, just then, near Ma Liang’s body, there appeared a huge rift, and a huge soul leapt out.
After that soul appeared, pausing a little, it drilled into his body immediately, and after a long time, Ma Liang opened his eyes, and his two eyes flashed.
His chest wound was healing visibly at a rapid rate, and soon was restored, as a sound that was ice-cold to the extreme, came out of his mouth:
“Teng Hua Yuan, I Wang Lin am back! Divine consciousnesses, Come!”
Suddenly, across the whole foreign battlefield, the traces of Wang Lin’s divine consciousness, whether it be in somebody’s storage bag, or being refined, or in the body, all at this moment, began to tremble.
The Divine consciousnesses from each part of the foreign battlefield escaping from the magic weapons and storage bags, began to desperately converge to Wang Lin’s location.
A never before seen panic, began to rise in the hearts of those cultivators who had collected these traces of consciousness in the foreign battlefield.