"You..."
Immortal Ku Rong was both shocked and furious, struggling with all his might, yet it was useless. With a wolf barred at the front gate and a tiger welcomed through the back, faced with Tian Xiaojian and the Grand Commander of the Devil Race attacking together from both sides, he had no strength to fight back at all. He could not even self-destruct. He could only watch helplessly as he flew straight into Tian Xiaojian's gaping, blood-red maw.
Seeing that the result would be the scattering of his soul and the dispersal of his spirit, he began screaming hysterically, his voice filled with terror, before it turned into pleading. "Jian'er, no, Fellow Daoist, please, Master, spare this old man. As long as you spare my life, I will surely repay you handsomely."
"I'm not lying to you. Truly. This old man is an ancient True Immortal, and the wondrous arts and secret techniques I know are beyond count. I am willing to offer them all up. Besides that, I also know many ancient secrets. If young friend is interested, I will tell you everything I know without holding anything back. I also have a treasure hoard, and inside are Immortal Mansion Treasures as well as all kinds of spirit pills and miraculous medicines. Could it be that Fellow Daoist does not want them..."
Yet Tian Xiaojian remained unmoved.
Seeing that he was less than half a foot from that huge mouth, Ku Rong truly grew afraid, and his voice turned shrill. "Do you not want to know why the Asura King led the ghosts of the Underworld back then and slaughtered the Spirit World until blood flowed like rivers? Do you not want to know what exactly happened in the Three Realms in ancient times? Among the Three Realms,