Wang Xian was very strong. With his firepower fully unleashed, he could even fight a crippled Immortal King Grade expert.
However, there were far too few people Wang Xian could use.
Of course, it was not that his subordinates were too weak, but that they had cultivated for too short a time—their levels were too low.
Now that he had Immortal King Hui Tian, refining him into pills would produce at least several hundred or even a thousand Heavenly Immortal Grade experts.
The realm suppression within the Immortal Great Universe was at the Heavenly Immortal Grade. Several hundred or a thousand Heavenly Immortal Grade experts would be a powerful force no matter what.
Moreover, the skills attached to the Identity Tokens of Immortal Palace disciples allowed them to possess one-tenth of Wang Xian's strength. Combined with their Heavenly Immortal Grade realms, sweeping through those at the Heavenly Immortal Grade would absolutely not be a problem!
"What are you trying to do?"
Although Immortal King Hui Tian had been beaten into mush by several Chaos Demon God Avatars, he was still conscious. When he saw Wang Xian's nearly green-glinting gaze, the sense of danger in his heart immediately surged.
"Don't panic. I won't kill you. I'll protect you well."
Wang Xian looked at Immortal King Hui Tian with a smile.
Along the way, Spirit Lord traveling in the coffin had indeed alarmed players of every race throughout the Myriad Worlds, and many players wore expressions of utter disbelief.
Yet faced with Wang Xian's smile, Immortal King Hui Tian was filled with despair. He recalled the days when he had been imprisoned by the Asura Dragon Race.
"Kill him! Kill him!"
The Heavenly Immortal Grade players hurriedly said.
Spirit Lord was full of astonishment.
As for what had happened inside the Buddhist