Chapter 822: Hell
"Why can't you join forces with me?"
A rough voice rang out.
Huang Tuo raised his resolute face and looked toward the towering Main Soul in the distant sky.
As long as the Main Soul nodded and aided him, he would certainly give his all to fend off everyone.
But what position was he supposed to occupy now?
The inheritor? Or, like the candidate Dao Sons, pray that hope would fall upon his own head? Or help the Main Soul escape, clutching the mindset that if he could not have it, then no one else could either?
Then he could slowly plot his course.
At the very least, compared to everyone else, his ties were undoubtedly closer.
He had spent twenty million not for some Blood Dao insights.
Crack!
A thick, powerful hand crushed the jade slip into fragments. When the hand opened, glittering shards and powder scattered away on the wind.
Huang Tuo turned his palm over and looked at the red-haired Main Soul in the distance. In a deep voice, he said, "Senior does not understand. I, Huang Tuo, did not spend a year forging iron here for the sake of those insights. If I cannot gain Senior's assistance, I will not leave."
Tu Shan Jun looked at the jade slip shattered into stardust and laughed. "Among all these treasure-seeking cultivators, you can be considered one who has kept his dignity."
"Huang Tuo of the Ancient God Hall asks Senior to stay!"
Tu Shan Jun sighed.
There were some things that, even if he said them aloud, no one would listen.
Even if he said that wielding the Soul Banner led to no good end, Huang Tuo would not believe him. Better to let him give up completely. Thus, he said, "Fine. I will give