"I'm an Earth Immortal!"
Recoome tried to bolster himself, but sensing Chong He and Lu Da's auras from before only filled his heart with sorrow.
"I have the Heaven Punishing Axe!"
Recoome gripped the Heaven Punishing Axe tightly, seeking comfort in its power.
But then he recalled the Human Emperor Sword and Time Blade from when those four had been striking poses.
"I have the Demon Path army!"
Recoome turned around. Those Demon Path wretches who had pledged themselves to the Golden Tent of the grasslands had already been refined into pure baleful qi, becoming nourishment for the Zhu Xian Sword Array.
When he looked back one last time, all he could see were the Great Shaman of the grasslands and the master of the Formless Sword Gu lineage reaching out to him together.
"Great Khan, save me!"
Then their cries abruptly ceased, and both of them became part of the sword array as well.
I'd have been better off without them...
Though their strategy this time had been to strike on multiple fronts, the main forces of the various Demon Sects had still remained centered around their respective foundations. Most of those gathered here under the Golden Tent of the grasslands were Golden Tent samurai, shamans, and outstanding independent Demon Path cultivators.
Yet having them all wiped out in one fell swoop could be considered a halving of the Demon Sect's forces below the Dharmakaya level across the world!
But this was no time to think about that.
Recoome realized that even if he joined forces with the Heaven Punishing Axe, he would likely die here...
Having traveled south all the way to Jiangdong, Xu Yue suddenly paused, then rubbed his forehead with a sigh.
"As expected, you're still the crudest and most reckless one."
After his remark,