C287 The Devil Dragon Purple Lightning Spell

At those words, a sneer tinged with mockery spread across Qiao Bo's face.

"Go ahead and open the stone box first."

Qiao Gao nodded, though his brow furrowed in confusion. His grandfather's dismissive look towards the stone box's contents—purportedly Holy Rank Martial Arts—left him puzzled. What was really going on?

With his mind swirling with questions, Qiao Gao refocused on the stone box