Removing Hidden Dangers

Fellow Daoist Wang, breaking in upon you like this is truly a last resort. This matter concerns the foundation of our Divine Beast Mountain for a thousand years, and I hope Fellow Daoist will forgive me. Inside the cave deep within Divine Beast Peak, Ancestor Jiu Li said with a look of guilt, cupping his hands.

Zhang Tie's expression was indifferent, and his tone was as calm as a deep pool: Fellow Daoist Jiu Li need not stand on ceremony. Since we have an agreement beforehand, Zhang naturally will not shirk. If you have any important matters, speak your mind.

The once-every-sixty-years Grand Competition of Core Formation cultivators among the Three Sects will begin in just over a month. Ancestor Jiu Li took a deep breath, a fierce flash crossing the depths of his eyes: I hope Fellow Daoist can represent our sect in the battle and slaughter all participating disciples of the Nine Yang Sect and the Sacred Rune Sect... without exception.

Zhang Tie's eyebrows twitched slightly, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly chuckled: How about this? I will directly wipe out all the Nascent Soul cultivators of the two sects for you. Wouldn't that be much more convenient?

Could these words be true?

Ancestor Jiu Li's pupils shrank sharply, and his voice suddenly rose: Fellow Daoist actually possesses such Heaven-Piercing means now? Do not mock me!

Mocking?

Zhang Tie let out a cold snort, a biting chill suddenly emanating from his entire body: It was clearly Fellow Daoist who joked with me first. The agreement back then was to strike only twice within my ability. Killing one person counts as once, at most two. After that, even if the orthodox lineage of Divine Beast Mountain overturns, it will have nothing more to do with me.

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