Greed's Self-Imposed Isolation

"So this kid definitely only survived the Great Killing Array by sheer luck!" Greed stared fixedly at Li Zhōujūn. "The three of us—Greed, Wrath, and Delusion—are the rulers of the Evil Spirit Realm, mighty Half-step Dao Masters. With the three of us joining forces, there's no way he could have survived!"

"Tsk..."

Li Zhōujūn found himself speechless. Greed really was stubborn to the bitter end.

"Look, the kid's panicking. He can't even speak!" After seeing Li Zhōujūn's hesitant expression, Greed seemed to have discovered something and grew excited.

Li Zhōujūn, who had already been speechless, was now even more so. An Evil Spirit's train of thought really was impossible to fathom.

The Ancestors of Wrath and Delusion seemed to find some merit in Greed's words as well. Both of them stared at Li Zhōujūn, itching to make a move.

"You two, attack with me and send this kid to his grave!" Greed, who had long since been unable to hold himself back, roared and launched an attack on Li Zhōujūn.

With a wave of his broad sleeve, endless darkness that devoured the heavens and earth surged toward Li Zhōujūn.

Wherever that darkness passed, whether sand, stone, or anything else, everything vanished as if it had disappeared into thin air, devoured by the darkness.

Yet Li Zhōujūn remained unmoved as the darkness rushed toward him. A faint radiance merely emanated from his entire body, and he stood rooted to the spot, unshaken as a mountain.

Seeing this, Greed could not help sucking in a cold breath. His divine ability could make darkness devour everything. Even cultivators at the same Half-step Dao Master level should have avoided its edge!

Could this Azure Emperor truly be a bona fide Dao Master?!

"You two, if you're not going to attack now, when will you?!"