Entering the Imperial Mausoleum
The jade-faced scholar drew a deep breath, suppressing his fury. He was astonished by the Primordial Sword Demon's strength, but also enraged by Lu Xiaotian. The other man's attitude could not have been clearer: if he refused, the three of them would find it far from easy to leave this place.
"It seems Pill King Lu is truly confident in his own strength. With Fellow Daoist Nameless at your side, you're certain you can deal with the three of us?"
"Seeing the Dao intent on you made me want to strike. If we can't open the Imperial Mausoleum, I don't mind helping some of my friends eliminate a looming threat." Lu Xiaotian stood with his hands behind his back, still atop the mountain, looking down at the jade-faced scholar and the others.
The jade-faced scholar was furious. A flash of murderous intent gleamed in his eyes. Lu Xiaotian's tone was calm, but his attitude was more forceful than anything the scholar had ever encountered. Was the other man truly so confident in his strength?
"Devil Lord, if you ask me, we should go in with Lu Xiaotian. As long as we don't travel together afterward, he probably won't go out of his way to ruin our plans."
The Four-Eyed Golden Hao Bird secretly advised him. Both it and the Golden Nether Ghost Lord knew that although the jade-faced Devil Lord seemed courteous and mild-mannered, he was arrogant to the core. Even they might not be worthy of his notice. After being provoked like this, the fact that he could hold back and not attack outright was already remarkable restraint. But compared to the jade-faced scholar, they had witnessed Lu Xiaotian's terrifying power firsthand.
Unless they were driven to the brink, the two of them truly did