Ming Cheng saw the icy killing intent in Lu Xiaotian's eyes.
"F-Fellow Daoist, everything before this was a misunderstanding. This Three-Headed White Python is incredibly powerful, far beyond what either of us can handle. Only by joining forces do we have any hope of protecting ourselves." Ming Cheng's face twisted in pain. Clearly, the demonic essence the Three-Headed White Python had driven into his body was not easy to suppress.
At that moment, the Triangular Thunder Monster, the Purple Centipede Demon, and the Three-Headed White Python were locked in a fierce battle.
Ming Cheng barely managed to keep his form steady in the void. Swaying, he tried to fly into the distance. In his current condition, forget competing for the Snow-Void Fruit—even staying alive was difficult. Otherwise, he would never have humbled himself before Lu Xiaotian despite being a dignified Profound Immortal.
"Is that so?" Lu Xiaotian smiled faintly, completely unconcerned. Not only had Ming Cheng attacked him alongside the Purple Centipede Demon earlier, but he was also a Profound Immortal from the Guiling Immortal Domain. Lu Xiaotian had already fought with him over the Sumeru Ring of a Profound Immortal-level werewolf.
In a place like this, where he could not even guarantee his own complete safety, Ming Cheng had still dared to reach for him. If they truly made it out and Ming Cheng learned that Lu Xiaotian was merely an elder of the Yunxia Immortal Sect, would he really let him off easy? Forget the Sumeru Rings Lu Xiaotian had obtained earlier—even his Void Heaven Cauldron would likely be forced out of his hands.
Under such circumstances, how could he let Ming Cheng leave alive?
Lu Xiaotian raised his left palm, summoning the Fangtian Halberd into his hand. He swung it out lightly, yet the halberd stroke carried