"Tell me where you found it, and I might spare your lives."
Lord Yang spoke unhurriedly. He had gone to tremendous lengths to obtain the information that someone near Snowmelt City had found what was suspected to be Leng Ningxiang's inheritance. His left arm had to be among Leng Ningxiang's burial goods.
As long as he learned where Leng Ningxiang was buried, he could find his left arm.
But he had never found it.
The Nine Netherworlds Cult and the Blazing Sun Cult had only just arrived in the Extreme North, yet they had already found his left arm. They had to know where Leng Ningxiang's inheritance was.
"What are you talking about?" Mu Baiyi and Cult Master Chi, who had been about to attack, looked baffled.
"You're putting on quite a show. I see neither of you wants to live!"
Lord Yang's expression turned cold. They wouldn't cry until they saw the coffin.
Mu Baiyi thought the man surnamed Yang was a complete lunatic. Then again, everyone in the Heartless Cult was crazy. As its leader, it was only natural for Yang to spout mad nonsense.
He held back the urge to curse and attacked at the same time as Cult Master Chi.
"Together!"
"Golden Crow True Flame!" Countless Golden Crows formed from Golden Crow True Flame flew from Cult Master Chi's eyes, lifelike as if the Golden Crow itself had returned.
The Golden Crows shot toward Lord Yang like lightning. With one arm missing and his soul incomplete, Lord Yang didn't want to face such a purely yang force, so he leaped into the air.
"Avici Hell—Great Grindstone!"
A gigantic iceberg appeared out of thin air above Snowmelt City, drawing cries of alarm from the city's residents. What was happening? Why had an iceberg suddenly appeared?!
Countless bronze