With Luo Chen's insight, he naturally perceived the peculiarities of Qian Ting's Copper Basin Magic Item at the first moment.
No matter how he targeted those two Flying Knives, even if he used chains generated from the Primordial Chaos Tripod to interfere and capture them, those two knives would always fly back to Qian Ting's side as if rooted to him.
At this moment, it seemed that the two knives were not remarkable; what was formidable was that Copper Basin!
Swallows returning to their nest, fish returning to the basin.
Seeing Luo Chen's gaze falling upon his own Natal Magic Item with a trace of greed, anger showed upon Qian Ting's face.
"Xiang Family Brothers, hold nothing back, the longer the night lasts, the more dreams will occur!"
Now that the cards were on the table, there would be no amicable conclusion.
In an instant, the two Flying Knives orbiting Qian Ting flew towards Luo Chen, one to the left and one to the right.
