"If we can't do it openly, we can do it in the dark. Capture him first and search his soul, seize the treasures on him, then hand the corpse over to that old ghost from the forbidden zone. That will at least preserve his dignity," the Myriad Dharma Pavilion's sect master said with a cold sneer.
He had only just awakened and was in urgent need of resources to restore his cultivation.
A junior like this, one who had emerged from the Emperor Tomb and had no Upper Realm backing, was the perfect target for him.
"Then I'll leave it to you."
The Alchemy God Sect's sect master did not enjoy fighting. Compared to battling, he preferred refining pills.
"Let's make this clear first. We'll comprehend the opportunity together."
"Alright."
Myriad Manifestation Immortal Sect.
"For now, we've dodged a calamity."
The little old man stood by the door and sensed the surroundings for a moment before cautiously retrieving all the magical artifacts within the cave dwelling. Along with the disappearance of the artifacts, that shadow-like feeling of being watched emerged once more. It was extremely hidden. If Chen Luo had not possessed over 2,800 External Brains, including some fellow Daoists with sharp senses, he truly might not have detected it.
Chen Luo frowned instinctively.
Enemies you could not find were always the most troublesome, because you never knew when they would strike. Compared to such old schemers lurking in the shadows, Chen Luo appreciated cultivators who were open and aboveboard. No matter what they wanted to do, they would first roar out a challenge, then stand somewhere you could see and fight you blade to blade.
"I suggest you find somewhere to hide first. It would be best if you returned to the Emperor Tomb."
After putting away the magical