The heavens and earth were steeped in killing intent, the atmosphere oppressive.
Who could ignore the threat of a Demon Ancestor?
"Wang Zhiwu, Su Yi, why don't we join forces and kill that Divine Owl Demon Ancestor first?"
Suddenly, Lu Shi sent a voice transmission to Wang Zhiwu and Su Yi. "I know each of you has your own trump cards. I do too. If we join forces, there's no need to fear that old bastard!"
A strange look appeared in Wang Zhiwu's eyes. He was rather tempted.
The Divine Owl Demon Ancestor was far too overbearing and posed the greatest threat. If they could eliminate him first, that would naturally be best.
He discreetly glanced at Su Yi, his meaning obvious—he wanted to know what Su Yi thought.
After a brief consideration, Su Yi sent a voice transmission to Lu Shi. "Return the Origin Pen to me, and I'll seriously consider it."
Lu Shi's brows immediately furrowed.
Was Su Yi trying to extort him while the iron was hot?
Not a chance!
The Origin Pen was a miraculous treasure with inconceivable uses. Earlier, when they had deciphered the Dao inscriptions on the stone stele, this treasure had proven immensely useful.
How could Lu Shi possibly hand it over under such circumstances?
"Back in the Divine Domain, I did indeed lose the Origin Pen in our wager, but I never said when I would hand it over to you."
Lu Shi remained expressionless as he transmitted, "How about this? Once we deal with the Divine Owl Demon Ancestor, I'll give you the Origin Pen."
Su Yi sneered inwardly. "If you don't give it to me now, don't blame me for being impolite."
Lu Shi raised a brow. "At a time like this, if you fight me, aren't you afraid the