C287 Devil Dragon Purple Lightning Spell

Upon hearing this, Qiao Bo's face twisted into a cold, mocking smile. "Why don't you open the stone box first?"

Qiao Gao nodded, though his brow furrowed with confusion. His grandfather's expression showed little enthusiasm for the so-called Holy Rank Martial Arts inside the box. What was going on?

With a mind full of questions, Qiao Gao refocused on the stone box