At this moment, the two groups battling on the other side seemed to have realized that they had been exposed to our gaze. They suddenly stopped, and Li Xiangru was the first to notice that something was wrong. He even abandoned his sword and fled toward the imperial palace!
Mu Zhongping was carrying a coffin. He had originally been surrounding Fan Tiansheng with Li Xiangru and a number of Nine Tribulations True Immortals, already holding the upper hand. But when he suddenly saw Li Xiangru running away, he warily fled as well. As for the others, Yuan Jinghong and the woman called Junior Sister Lin were still fighting the already battered Fan Tiansheng, intending to seize the Six Paths Divine Sword!
The entire battlefield had already reached fever pitch. They could even kill Fan Tiansheng at any moment, yet someone had fled at this juncture, making the atmosphere around them exceedingly strange.
"Fellow Daoist Li! What do you mean by this? Without you, how are we supposed to resist the Six Paths Divine Sword's soul-seizing and spirit-snatching power?" Mu Zhongping stood atop the coffin, followed by a large horde of summoned evil spirits as he chased after Li Xiangru without letting up.
"Heh heh, what do I mean? If even you don't know, how would I? I suddenly came to my senses. How about I don't take that Six Paths Divine Sword anymore?" Li Xiangru said with a cold laugh.
"What?" Mu Zhongping still looked as though he did not understand.
Li Xiangru smiled. "Even if I obtained the Six Paths Divine Sword, so what? Wouldn't I still have to fight you for it? The stronger someone is, the easier it is for them to become the target of everyone's attack, isn't that right?"
"Cackle, cackle... We would never do