Hearing the words of the white-robed swordsman below, the expressions of the three old monsters changed drastically.
The black-robed youth who had sought out the Night King was certainly powerful, but he was still within the bounds of their understanding.
Yet the white-robed swordsman below, with his cold expression, possessed not only astonishing Sword Intent but also unfathomable divine abilities.
The three of them had secretly observed him from the void for so long, yet they had failed to understand the principles behind his sword techniques or see what mysteries lay within that terrifying divine ability...
Honestly, if they had to choose the person they least wanted to face among the four helpers from the Immortal Palace,
there was no doubt it would be this man!
"..."
The three old monsters exchanged glances. The old monster in the middle gritted his teeth, stepped forward, and said solemnly,
"The three of us are nearing the end of our lifespans, with little time left. We came here not only because of our grudge against Jiang Taixu, but also to seize the life-extending Spiritual Items gathered by the Jiang Family."
"In pursuit of a sliver of hope for survival, the three of us naturally must give everything we have and stop at nothing."
"Your Excellency is a mighty expert of the Immortal Palace, blessed with exceptional talent and an immeasurable future. Why must you support Jiang Taixu here and fight us dying old men to the death?"
"Fight to the death?" Lin Lie sneered. Sword Intent soared around him, scattering the surrounding clouds. "Old ghost, aren't you overestimating yourselves?"
"After saying all that, aren't you just trying to intimidate me with the fact that your lifespans are running out?"
"Unfortunately, the sword I cultivate advances without hesitation. Mere life and death—"
Before he