"I agree."
Looking at the faintly visible, hideously twisted woman's face on Immortal Lord Mo Yu's face, Li Zhōujūn grinned.
"Thank you, fellow Daoist." Immortal Lord Mo Yu smiled upon hearing this.
"Damn it!" Zhan Lan's expression changed dramatically.
If she continued staying inside Immortal Lord Mo Yu's body, she knew that Immortal Lord Mo Yu would certainly self-detonate her Immortal Soul, severely injuring her Immortal Body.
When that happened, the azure-robed Immortal Lord would certainly take advantage of the situation and kill her!
With this thought, Zhan Lan could no longer concern herself with the heart oath she had sworn earlier. Suffering a backlash in her future cultivation was still better than dying right now.
Thus, Zhan Lan no longer dared to remain inside Immortal Lord Mo Yu's body. She could only grit her teeth and take a gamble, transforming into a black streak of light that streaked across the sky like a black bolt of lightning. She fled from the center of Immortal Lord Mo Yu's brows and shot straight toward the stone gate behind Li Zhōujūn.
Although Zhan Lan now existed as an Immortal Soul, her combat strength was still enough to rival a Third-Rank Immortal Lord.
Seeing this, Li Zhōujūn naturally could not let Zhan Lan escape so easily.
His azure robes left an afterimage where he stood. In the blink of an eye, Li Zhōujūn had blocked Zhan Lan's path. He raised his hand and punched, unleashing an aura capable of destroying heaven and earth as he struck toward Zhan Lan.
"Bastard!" Zhan Lan was truly both shocked and furious.
She really could not understand how a mere lower realm could suddenly produce an Immortal Lord.
But in the face of Li Zhōujūn's incoming punch,
Zhan Lan naturally did not dare to be careless either.