When the time came, that so-called Fiend Sovereign would be nothing more than a clay chicken and porcelain dog, wouldn't he?
"Move out at once. Continue hunting Mad Immortals. Those who make great contributions—this Emperor may help remove the Sword Qi within your bodies. So long as you swear a great oath to retire from the world and never again become enemies with us, your lives may be spared!"
Xiao Changkong's voice echoed through the Immortal Graveyard, and light immediately appeared in the eyes of those Emperor-realm cultivators whose lives and deaths were under his control.
But Shen Xin and Zhan Taichong did not see things so beautifully. Even if Xiao Changkong spoke the truth, it would definitely not be their turn.
Besides... what did "great contributions" even mean? Wasn't that still for Xiao Changkong alone to decide?
The others were not as clear-headed as they were. At this moment, their power surged, and they actually seemed filled with rising morale.
"Go!"
No one knew who shouted it, but the group immediately charged in one direction.
Shen Xin and Zhan Taichong followed gloomily at the rear, their gazes exceedingly complicated.
Xiao Changkong smiled in satisfaction. After exchanging glances with the others, he immediately followed behind them.
Elsewhere, where Lin Xuan was.
Lin Xuan's eyes turned dark gold as he stared intently at the ugly old woman who had suddenly appeared before him.
"If nothing unexpected happens, she should be that Mad Immortal."
"I can't discern her realm, but the Power of Karma hasn't warned me. There shouldn't be any danger, and she doesn't seem to carry any killing intent either."
Lin Xuan muttered inwardly before asking, "Senior says my foundation is profound? Just how profound is it?"
The old woman raised her head. Her eyes were incomparably dim, yet an