"He's drawn his blade!"
In the Fiend Domain, Zhuang Yu suddenly cried out. His phantom body shot to its feet, his eyes wide as though he had witnessed something utterly unbelievable.
Dongfang Qintai also stopped his lamenting. The light of his consciousness trembled, and his expression became extraordinarily vivid.
In their perception, the sky outside abruptly darkened.
Unlike before, the radiance of countless laws flowed through the pitch-black heaven and earth. It seemed tightly shielded by the black light, yet also complemented it, as though the two were about to merge completely.
That silent, desolate, far-reaching intent spread outward, as if the entire world were about to sink into soundless destruction.
Jin Yang and the other three revealed terrified expressions within the blackened world, sensing an unprecedented crisis.
Their hearts clenched, as though one foot had already stepped into a boundless inferno, ready to come down the next second.
Around them, the golden radiance shattered beneath the black light. The four blazing suns that had initially hung across the sky seemed about to perish completely.
"I should kill them, but I can't destroy their bodies. Lan An and Xu Zhengyi still need sacrificial power. These four immortal corpses can be given to them."
No one knew that Lin Xuan was already calculating how to make use of the four men's corpses.
Loose immortals were pieced-together immortals, patched-up beings. Only by endlessly assimilating others and washing away all dross beneath the cleansing of great tribulations could they ultimately reach the pinnacle. The later one progressed, the more dangerous it became.
Yet this path was relatively easy. Many chose to walk it, but those who achieved great success were few and far between.
Lin Xuan intended to cultivate Lan An and Xu Zhengyi, but he had no plans to send them to