"Brother."
Seeing that the impostor had no intention whatsoever of returning the Purple Gold Gourd, Golden Horn reached out to Silver Horn for something.
Silver Horn and Golden Horn had shared brotherly ties for many years.
What did Golden Horn mean? Silver Horn naturally understood perfectly well.
He hurriedly took out the Golden Rope and handed it to Golden Horn.
With the Golden Rope in hand,
Golden Horn felt like he was capable again, brimming with confidence!
The rain had stopped, the sun had come out, and he felt capable again.
He was utterly confident!
Golden Horn held the Golden Rope. "Impostor, if you know what's good for you, hurry up and return my Purple Gold Gourd. Then kowtow to me twice, and we'll let this matter pass."
"Otherwise—"
"Once you fall into my hands, you'll be in for it."
When Grand Supreme Elder heard King Golden Horn's words, his expression darkened to the extreme.
Well, well.
He had let them descend to the mortal realm and play demons for a few years.
Their guts had grown quite a bit.
They even dared speak to him like that.
They were simply courting death! Grand Supreme Elder said, "This old Daoist would like to see what abilities you two possess!"
What abilities did these two have? Grand Supreme Elder knew perfectly well.
After all!
They were his attendants.
How could he not know what they were capable of? "Impostor, take this treasure!"
Golden Horn threw out the Golden Rope.
Since they could not come to an agreement, they could only settle things with force.
The Golden Rope flew out.
It was hurled at Grand Supreme Elder.
What was that? It was clearly like throwing a meat bun at a dog—gone forever.
The Golden Rope had originally belonged to Grand Supreme Elder,