Heaven and earth fell silent.
From among the six Reclusive Powerhouses, an elderly man in black robes stepped forward. He was lean-faced, with a head full of white hair.
He sighed. "How does fellow Daoist wish to resolve this?"
The First Lifetime Heart Demon said blandly, "This is the River of Destiny, not the other shore. Since that is the case, we shall follow the rules of the River of Destiny!"
"What do you mean by that?"
the black-robed old man asked.
The First Lifetime Heart Demon smiled. "Can you make decisions on their behalf?"
After a brief silence, the black-robed old man said, "Since we have stepped forward, we naturally come with sincerity to negotiate with fellow Daoist. So long as fellow Daoist's demands are not excessive, everything can be discussed!"
The First Lifetime Heart Demon stroked his chin and cursed, "How damned cheap of you! You had to force me to drive you out before you were willing to talk. Back when I was alive, I wouldn't have given you the chance to negotiate at all!"
The expressions of those Reclusive Powerhouses visibly turned unpleasant.
Wang Zhiwu's gaze grew strange as he watched this.
Bu Sheng Han rubbed his brow.
Everyone else present was utterly shocked.
Within the Zhongxuan Dao Ruins, who had ever dared berate Reclusive Powerhouses like this?
What left everyone dumbfounded was that, over the following stretch of time, they could no longer hear any conversation.
They could only tell that the Great Lord of Sword Emperor City's heart demon was discussing something with the six Reclusive Powerhouses.
During the discussion, the heart demon repeatedly pointed at the six Reclusive Powerhouses' noses and cursed them viciously.
The faces of those Reclusive Powerhouses grew uglier one after another.
This was clearly no simple discussion. They were