Wang Teng's Death!

"Heh, Immortal Emperor Cangwu, everyone in the Immortal and Demonic Realms knows what your Xuan Yuan Sect is like. Stop treating these two seniors as fools."

If Yun Cangwu had appeared in person, Mo Yun would not have dared speak so boldly. But this was merely a clone, and they were within the Spirit Ruins. What did he have to fear?

As long as he disrupted the Xuan Yuan Sect's plans, it would benefit their Demonic Realm. The Demonic Realm's Immortal Emperors would cover for him as well.

"Sure enough, your Xuan Yuan Sect is nothing but a pack of filthy scum!"

It did not believe a single word Yun Cangwu said. Besides, unless they recovered enough strength, they would not leave the Spirit Ruins.

What benefits could the Xuanxian Sect offer? Full restoration of its strength? A Chaos Spiritual Treasure?

The Xuan Yuan Sect likely could neither manage nor provide such things.

Yun Cangwu's expression darkened. It was all Moxiang Gate's fault for ruining his plans.

"Two seniors, if you have the time, you are welcome to visit my Moxiang Gate. Our Demonic Realm is not like the Immortal Domain, putting on one face before others and another behind their backs—playing the whore while erecting a chastity arch."

Mo Yun respectfully bowed to Qin and Qing Xu. Though he could sense Qin and Qing Xu's cultivation realms, within the Spirit Ruins, whoever could display greater strength was the senior.

Qin and Qing Xu had deliberately displayed such a state. Otherwise, these people would never have been able to sense their realms.

They were mainly too bored. Qing Xu wanted to have some fun, so he and Qin acted this way to make others lower their guard while indulging in the thrill of pretending to be weak and crushing the