"You old bastard... I wish I could tear into your flesh and drink your blood!"
Ju Xing's eyes were bloodshot, and his muscles trembled with seething rage. With his Demonic Power sealed, he couldn't maintain his human form, and kept shifting between his true form and his human one.
The others were just as unwilling to accept this, their hearts filled with regret.
They regretted ever listening to the old bastard's incitement!
Just then, Ni Heng, who had been the most arrogant of them all, suddenly cried out, "Fellow Daoist, spare my life! For the sake of my having helped you, let me go. I won't affect your He Dao in the slightest. Killing me would be useless! Let me go, and I swear I'll hold no grudge. I'd even pledge myself to you!"
To save his life, Ni Heng had abandoned every shred of dignity. He'd even offered to become someone's servant.
After all, he'd spent years cultivating and had only just attained his current cultivation and status. He couldn't bear to watch it all go to waste.
Better to live a wretched life than die a good death. As long as he lived, there was still a chance!
But Luo Qilin only glanced at him with disdain and sneered. "A spineless rat. No wonder you've made no progress all these years. Do you know? You're the one I've looked down on most."
"Fellow Daoist is right! I am a spineless rat, so I'm even less likely to interfere with your grand plan. Why not spare my life?"
Luo Qilin's lips curled. "You're right. But I don't want to let you go. What can you do about it?"
"You beast!"
Ni Heng completely lost control. His eyes were bloodshot, and he'd lost every trace of a great expert's bearing.