"As long as you kill this vile thief, whatever you say goes!"
Gu Qianxun's demand was even simpler. She had lain low in Qingyang City for thirty thousand years and endured countless dangers, all so she could personally kill Du Qingyang and avenge her mother!
Thus, she did not care in the slightest about Luo Hong's objective. She only wanted to watch Du Qingyang die, body and soul!
"You lot!"
Du Qingyang was instantly enraged upon hearing this, struggling as he tried to fight Luo Hong to the death.
Naturally, Luo Hong would not indulge him. He caught the fist Du Qingyang threw and gave it a shake, dislocating every joint in his body and leaving him limp on the ground, utterly unable to resist.
A moment later, Du Qingyang and the four Golden Immortal captains were drained dry of all their blood essence by the reversed grand formation, turning into five desiccated corpses. Even their nascent souls were wiped out along with them!
Boom!
The black blood cocoon exploded at once. Han Li, his robes in tatters, slowly flew into the air, emanating an aura several times stronger than before.
"108 profound apertures!"
Seeing the glowing points blooming across Han Li's body, Chen Yang was immediately shocked. Before entering the formation, Han Li had only opened half that number of profound apertures!
Opening dozens of profound apertures in one go—such a fortuitous opportunity was truly enviable!
However, after Chen Yang glanced at Luo Hong, that jealousy abruptly faded from his heart.
"Junior Brother, how do you feel?"
Luo Hong retrieved a City Lord's token from Du Qingyang's corpse, then turned to Old Demon Han and asked.
"Thank you, Senior Brother, for making these arrangements for me. I feel better than ever! Once I fully digest the residual power in