"Anyone who dares insult this old man deserves death. What you should do is discipline your own disciples more thoroughly, not come here and point fingers at me." Zhan Qianzhi had no need to be polite to those weaker than himself.
"My disciple was also killed by you—several of them, in fact. If you can't produce a Soul-Merging Pill today, I guarantee you won't be leaving the Ruins Market." A shrill voice rang out. The clouds rolled and drifted through the void as a blue-winged painted vulture came soaring over, its wings spreading nearly a hundred zhang.
The successive appearances of the Integrated Body Great Talents stirred the crowd below, though they were somewhat calmer than before. After all, these later arrivals were clearly not with that fiendish old demon from earlier. With these old ancestors arriving afterward, it would no longer be so easy for that murderous Integrated Body old demon to make a move.
"Since this old man dared spread the word, naturally I wasn't doing it out of boredom." Zhan Qianzhi snorted coldly. He raised one palm, and a pill bottle floated above it. With a thought, the stopper sprang up. Under Zhan Qianzhi's deliberate prompting, a refreshing fragrance wafted from within and quickly spread in every direction.
"No mistake—it really is a Soul-Merging Pill!" The few Integrated Body old monsters who had arrived changed expression slightly after smelling the pill's fragrance.
As for the ever-growing crowd gathered below, they erupted into discussion. Compared with a Soul-Merging Pill, those unlucky fools Zhan Qianzhi had just blasted apart were hardly worth mentioning. A Soul-Merging Pill without an owner was enough to stir up countless bloody storms. At present, only a few dozen juniors at the Divine Void Realm had died. It was like tossing pebbles into the Demon