The voice of the treasure rang out again. This time, there was a hint of mockery in it, along with a faint trace of sarcasm:
"It's not that I don't want to stop, it's just already too late. Even if you let go now, you still won't get out. You're already completely trapped inside this Dark Barrier."
"Even if I stop absorbing energy, do you have any way to get out of this barrier—this cage? Or do you somehow have a way to make those two old bastards open the barrier for you and let you escape?"
"So stop struggling now. Behave and stay right here, and let me absorb a bit more energy." The treasure's voice carried a slyness and the smug satisfaction of having its way.
An Luo was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. He roared back inwardly: "What kind of bullshit are you spouting? If you let me loosen up now, I can still keep some energy to protect myself. If you keep absorbing like this, in a bit I won't even have the strength to defend myself,"
