"Hahaha, exhilarating! As expected of a Daluo Golden Immortal. Even if your methods are nothing special among Daluo Golden Immortals, you're still far beyond the likes of us. Again!"
Blood poured from the Ksitigarbha Twelve-Winged Scorpion Demon, splattering his body, yet his eyes shone with unprecedented excitement and fervor.
After pausing for only a moment, he charged forward again. "Today, we demons will cut down a Daluo Golden Immortal!"
Nine-Ren Mountain, Yanbei, Shunze, and Shunmu all had blazing looks in their eyes. For people of their stature to bring down a Daluo Golden Immortal—even as a team of five—was something worthy of pride. It would also strengthen their Dao hearts.
To them, nothing could be more powerful proof of the Dao than killing a Daluo Golden Immortal on their path to cultivating a body of laws.
"The Scorpion Demon is right. Today, we'll offer the blood of a Daluo Golden Immortal as a sacrifice to our cultivation!" Yanbei burst into laughter too. He had seldom felt such exhilaration in all his years of cultivation.
"White Corpse Immortal-Slaying Ice-Thunder Guillotine!" In the void, Shunze and Shunmu let out a long, synchronized cry. The Scorpion Demon and Yanbei's words had stirred boundless heroic spirit within them as well.
Then came a golden greatsword, as if descending from beyond the heavens, along with the stern, composed face of Nine-Ren Mountain.
The five powerhouses finally unleashed their full strength. Their frenzied thirst for battle sent the Thousand-Gourd Demon Emperor's heart sinking to the bottom.
The stronger their fighting spirit, the less likely they were to let any opportunity slip by. He could forget about killing them to prove their Dao.
The Thousand-Gourd Demon Emperor let out a long cry, and an aura of boundless majesty surged outward.
Five-Gourd Purgatory! As the roar rang out,