The Red Moon Martial God truly did want to keep smearing Qin Ming—after all, the two had been enemies for far too long, and this was hardly the first time he had done something like this.
But in the end, more than five thousand years of life experience made him give up on that futile choice.
The next moment, his originally frail aura suddenly became extraordinarily powerful. "Which Cultivation World do you come from?"
"You are not worthy to ask that," Xiaoyou sent through her divine sense. "Now you have two choices..."
"Come over on your own, or experience the scouring of the River of Time?"
"Honored guests, be careful. This man is extremely treacherous," Qin Ming added the timely finishing blow. "He was pretending to be weak just now. Why not make an example of him first?"
He had already set aside his worry about colluding with a great enemy from beyond the domain, and could not help wanting to let this old ghost get a taste of trouble first!
Red Moon, however, no longer had the heart to argue with him. He sighed inwardly. This was... indeed the divine sense of a Cultivator!
He had lived long enough, and his inheritance ran deep, so he knew a little more about the Cultivation World than others did.
Since that was the case, he might as well lay things out first—as for the other side's arrogance, he could slowly settle that later!
"So you really are Cultivators. Then I was somewhat offensive, but there are Heavenly Demons beyond the domain, so one has no choice but to guard against them!"
"You know quite a lot," Xiaoyou answered unhurriedly. "The upper limit of Heavenly Demons is merely the Out-of-Body Realm... Do I need to invite you over?"
"Guest, please be patient,"