Nan Batian stood by with a flattering expression, meanwhile feeling his scalp tingle as he watched the Wind Prison in front of him; if he were trapped in this Wind Prison, he probably would face nothing but death—it wasn't a Martial Arts suitable for someone at the Holding Core Realm.
With this thought, the faces of the two of them already bore victorious smiles.
They just needed to wait a moment and watch Chen Jie be crushed to dust.
Ba Tan said with a look of regret, "What a pity for those ninety Tai Sui Pills on his body, such treasure will also turn into dust in this gale."
Hearing this, Nan Batian added, "Yes, truly a pity, but to have Chen Jiusi die here and rid us of a major problem, I think it's worth it."
Ba Tan responded, "Mmm, you're right, Chen Jiusi is indeed quite the figure, pity he can't be of use to King Qi, otherwise, he would certainly be a talent in the future."
