Watching the two of them wield their swords and blades, slashing, leaping, and displaying incredible divine prowess, Fatty would have wanted to slap himself to see if he were hallucinating, if Aning weren't right beside him and he couldn't afford to show weakness.
Even so, he still whispered, "Aning, is that a Grand Zongzi?"
Hearing this, Aning cast a sideways glance at Fatty, stepped forward, and looked at the other figure inside the stone coffin. Her interest in the anomaly they were supposed to collect this time grew a bit stronger—since this one was alive, it surely wouldn't be a mere phantom. After all, Zhang Qiling wasn't even getting the upper hand in his fight with it; the two were trading blows evenly, fighting to a draw.
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