"What a changing world it is—the waves behind drive on those before them... Could it be that I'm going to die here just like this?" Old Madam Chi's eyes held a trace of resolve. She then turned toward the cultivators of Phoenix City. "What about all of you? Are you really going to watch this old woman die right in front of her own home?"
All the cultivators from Phoenix City froze. Of course, quite a few of the old holdouts still supported Old Madam Chi. Several Eighth-Rank Immortals stepped forward, while the Sky Phoenix clan had no supporters left at all. Seeing their numbers dwindling to almost nothing, Old Madam Chi raised her head, her trembling lips slightly parted as two streams of murky tears slid down her face. "Good... Is this all the foundation my Phoenix City has left? Is the organization trying to change who rules Phoenix City?!"
"Fellow Daoist Chi, you can't put it that way. We're only asking you to return to Phoenix City. We're not asking you to fight to the death here. The organization certainly isn't trying to seize Phoenix City. It's just that there are a few interesting native residents of Phoenix City who wish to help you manage the city and shoulder your burdens..." The old man called Wen Ting spoke blandly, as though the matter had already been settled. The meaning behind his words was simple: Phoenix City was to be handed over to another group of demon cultivators from Phoenix City, thereby hollowing out Old Madam Chi's influence.
"Hahaha... Native residents? Who are they? Trying to hollow out this old woman's power won't be easy." As a Tenth-Rank Immortal who had returned alive this time, once she recovered, Chi Juan would still be the overlord of Phoenix City. Who