Just thinking about it made their hearts turn ice-cold.
Such a gifted young woman—how had she gotten tangled up with such filth?
Especially the young men of the Imperial Ruins. The more they thought about the details, the more miserable they felt, to the point of vomiting blood. They wished they could slice Li Tianming into a thousand pieces.
Amid their agonized anticipation, fewer and fewer Dao Masters remained who had yet to make their choices!
"Gu Qingliu, I'll warn you one last time!" He Baisha glared at the white-robed middle-aged man, then stepped out and took away a Quicksand Clan disciple. As he returned, he told Gu Qingliu, "I mean it. Elder Battlefiend and Mu Dongli both wish this filth would die immediately. Don't make trouble."
Gu Qingliu heaved a deep sigh. "I understand."
Only after hearing him finally yield did He Baisha nod in satisfaction. His task was complete.
Among these hundred Dao Masters, Gu Qingliu had not entered the Divine Tomb Sect the latest. However, because of various issues, he lagged behind in contributions, assessments, and other areas. As a result, his seniority was actually the lowest, making him the last one.
Time passed!
The disciples around Li Tianming had completely cleared out.
Ninety-nine Dao Masters had not chosen Li Tianming. That was perfectly normal.
"Gu Qingliu, hurry up."
The Southern Suppression Star King had not urged any of the other Dao Masters, yet he barked at Gu Qingliu at the very end.
"Oh, oh." Gu Qingliu nodded.
As he passed the Southern Suppression Star King, the man's eyes turned chillingly sharp. "Choose carefully!"
Gu Qingliu froze!
He said nothing and continued forward.
Before him stood one hundred and one disciples.
When those youngsters saw this legendary oddball Dao Master, they had already been despairing. Now, they