Four figures stood behind Old Ghost Wang, their entire bodies shrouded in darkness. No one could make out their true appearances, but the eerie, evil auras each of them emanated made Qin Yan feel an intense sense of danger.
Qin Yan knitted her brows tightly and suddenly said, "It wasn't as though mutants had never infiltrated Bianlin City before, but they were always discovered by the Bianlin Guard not long afterward. How were you able to lie low in Bianlin City for so long, and even infiltrate the Myriad Poison Palace?"
A mocking smile appeared at the corner of Old Ghost Wang's mouth.
"For this old man to lie low inside the city, I naturally have my own methods."
At this point, Old Ghost Wang continued, "Fellow Daoist Qin, the two of you are vastly outnumbered and can no longer change the tide. Why not join our Saint Clan as soon as possible and obtain true immortality?"
"Cultivators can cultivate anywhere. Why insist on staying in Bianlin City?"
"As long as the two of you are willing, I can help you obtain even greater power!"
"Shut up." However, before he could continue, Qin Yan interrupted him with a sharp cry.
"You willingly abandoned yourselves, yet not only do you feel no shame, you even dare to spread such demonic nonsense and confuse people."
"Even if I, Qin Yan, die in battle, I will never collude with the likes of you."
Old Ghost Wang shook his head and said, "The mutants you speak of are merely cultivators who chose a different path."
"All things under heaven have their own way of living. What's wrong with using eerie power to survive and become stronger?"
"This world follows the law of the jungle. Whoever is stronger can rule over everything."
"You people talk