"Heh heh, Yitian, you're still as full of schemes as ever. If you fail to return to your False Heaven City, could you at least leave us a written notice and fold all the elites of the Nine Heavens into my side?" Divine Lord Hua laughed heartily.
"Dream on. You're heartless and utterly without principle when it comes to killing. I'm not going to die, so rest easy. If you're lucky enough to return alive with the Chaos Child, I'll still be standing before you when you come back." I spoke coldly. Then I led Shandao on a winding route toward the northwest.
Just as expected, Xia Ruize was nowhere to be seen behind us. Clearly, he had gone after Li Poxiao. Xia Ruize knew that chasing me would bring him no benefits and might even get him defeated and killed, so he had turned to attack Li Poxiao instead. There were also the Twelve Chapters of the Heavenly Sword and the Great Heavenly Sword—two supreme treasures that should have suited him perfectly. It was only because Li Poxiao had interfered and snatched them away that he had ultimately obtained the Purple Sword. That matter had probably rankled in his heart, so of course he refused to let it go now.
As for Divine Lord Hua, there was no need to say more. Just the hatred he had drawn would have been enough for the Three Evil Immortals to kill him ten million times over. On top of that, he possessed the Chaos Child, the greatest treasure under heaven that no one could afford to abandon. Needless to say, the Three Evil Immortals were counting on it to accomplish something. After all, Divine Lord Hua himself had been able to return to youth; perhaps splitting apart and recombining would prove