Looking at the Winged Being who refused to leave, East Prince grew impatient and immediately unleashed a chilling killing intent.
"Courting death!"
East Prince raised his hand, preparing to strike the Winged Being dead.
"Wait!"
Qin Jun suddenly stopped him. This fellow's cultivation was even stronger than Yuan Chu and Xi Ling's. Wouldn't it be a pity to kill him just like that?
East Prince withdrew his hand and looked at Qin Jun in confusion.
The Winged Being was ugly and thoroughly unpleasant to look at. Why had Qin Jun stopped him?
Could it be...
East Prince looked toward Yuan Chu and Xi Ling, instantly understanding. Though he was the Head of Male Immortals, he had not accomplished much and lacked Qin Jun's broader vision.
Ignoring the Winged Being, Qin Jun swung his sword. Sword qi surged forth, directly shearing four mountain peaks in half at their waists. The innate restriction might as well have been nonexistent.
Broken stones shot through the air in every direction, while dust formed an enormous mushroom cloud that seemed ready to pierce the heavens.
The Winged Being stared with his mouth wide open. The aura of the Primordial Chaos Emperor Sword carried the scent of fatal danger, making him tremble instinctively, yet he did not flee.
Qin Jun stared at the dozens of light clusters within the towering glow, but his Spiritual Sense was observing the Winged Being. This fellow was foolishly endearing—shaking with fear, yet unwilling to leave.
"Come out!"
Qin Jun struck with his left palm, and surging magical power howled forth, drawing all the light clusters from between the mountains.
"Each of you may take one. Whether you succeed depends entirely on your own fortune."
Qin Jun smiled. The moment he said this, East Prince, Yuan Chu, and Xi Ling became