Fierce God stared greedily at the Daoist Scripture floating in the air and suddenly reached for it. A hand of extraordinarily cold ice also struck toward the scripture. The black giant hand and the white ice hand collided.
Crack!
Black Qi scattered, and the ice hand shattered. Invisible ripples burst across the sky, and countless Purple Gold Ant corpses rained down.
Fierce God glared viciously at Old Ancestor Xuanbing. "Don't forget our agreement."
Old Ancestor Xuanbing chuckled. "I was just curious for a moment."
Fierce God said coldly, "Good. Remember that." As he spoke, he waved both hands, sending an invisible ripple into the air.
A purple figure was forcibly dragged down by the ripple and slammed to the ground.
Fierce God fixed the purple figure with a cold stare. "I gave you a chance to escape, yet you still dared to spy from the sidelines. With your meager cultivation, barely enough to take human form, you think you can scheme in front of us?"
The purple figure cried out in terror, "Immortal, I was wrong! I'll leave right now."
Fierce God said, "Leave? So you can tell every cultivator in the world that we got the Daoist Scripture? Hahaha!"
The purple figure said, "I won't. I'm the most tight-lipped person there is."
Fierce God's voice was icy. "I only trust the dead. The dead, and no one else."
At that moment, the mutated Purple Gold Ant sent him a message through Spiritual Sense. "You promised to spare them."
Fierce God chuckled. "I did spare him. He simply failed to cherish his chance. You can't blame me." As he spoke, a black hand struck toward the purple figure.
The purple figure cried out in terror, "No!" The black hand contained immense power. Forget a Demonic Beast that had only just