"Who was in charge of contacting the camp here before?" Lu Xiaotian swept his gaze over the captured Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Xingyue Demon Sect.
These people looked at Lu Xiaotian with fear. In their eyes, the Golden Core seniors who had seemed almost invincible, along with the flying warship as huge as a colossus, had actually been seized by this silver-haired cultivator from the Soaring Heavens Palace alone. Once word got out, no one knew what kind of uproar it would cause throughout the Battlemoon Alliance.
Overwhelmed by fear, none of them dared answer Lu Xiaotian's question for a moment.
"This is the master of our Soaring Heavens Palace. How dare you not answer when he asks you a question? Are you tired of living? Unless you want to taste my methods, you don't know how powerful we are."
Liu Jinglei paid no heed to the fact that he himself was not yet a cultivator of the Soaring Heavens Palace. He glared viciously at the captives and said, "Skinning and dismembering you would be getting off lightly. Only after your Primordial Spirits are taken out and gnawed by evil spirits will you know what it means to wish you were dead."
"Who knows the location of your camp or how to contact it? As long as you are willing to cooperate with my operation, once it is accomplished, you may join my Soaring Heavens Palace. Not only will you be spared death, you will also be rewarded with a Condensing Golden Core Pill. As for those who stubbornly resist, I need say no more. Someone will entertain you." Lu Xiaotian spoke indifferently. "There is only one Condensing Golden Core Pill. You will have to seize the opportunity yourselves."
"Senior, are you serious?" At this moment, an old man