"R-Resolved?"
Seeing Luo Hong's terrifying might, Yang Lin had assumed the two sides would engage in a fierce battle.
Yet to his surprise, in just a single exchange, the Golden Mountain Rat and the human-faced stone stele had been obliterated without even ashes left behind.
Had such an existence truly not yet severed his good corpse?!
"Fellow Daoists, your immortal swords are here. Take them back."
Just as everyone was struck by doubt and alarm, Luo Hong flew over, followed by several ghost generals carrying immortal swords covered in yellow earth.
"Many thanks, Fellow Daoist!"
A sword cultivator's Natal Immortal Sword was their most important possession. Seeing their flying swords reduced to such a state, Yang Lin and the others were immediately heartbroken.
After thanking Luo Hong, they could not wait to retrieve their respective immortal swords and store them in their dantians to nurture them.
"Now that this matter is settled, my brother and I shall take our leave first!"
The moment he recovered his immortal sword, Leshan cupped his hands toward the crowd and spoke.
"Brother, why are you in such a hurry? We still haven't received the payment for this trip!"
Leshui was startled upon hearing this and hurriedly sent him a voice transmission.
"Payment for what? Hurry up and leave this place with me!"
Leshan replied irritably.
"Brother, are you all right? Just removing the Law Power from our Natal Immortal Swords will take us considerable effort once we return.
If we do not even take the payment, this trip will truly have been a huge loss!"
Leshui said in great confusion.
"My foolish little brother! Do you think this matter ends here?
That senior merely lost one Daluo beast slave. He will certainly return.
We do not know what that senior has taken a liking