True Lord Suyī was the strongest among them this time, and also an ancient figure who came out of the Dragon Locking Tower.
"Sikong, watch your tongue! He is Lord Evil King's Crusade." Someone said!
The Evil King?
The Demon God Sea!
Sikong Touxing wore a trace of fear on his face. How could he not know that there was an Evil King's Crusade among their group?
"Heh-heh-heh-heh, you all have merit. Follow this King from now on, and you'll eat and drink to your heart's content."
The Evil King's Crusade had manifested as a clump of black gas, revealing a pair of evil green eyes inside. He had originally been brought in by True Lord Suyī because he didn't really like showing his face.
An old geezer had once belonged to the Cathem Alliance—an old rascal proficient in formations. These were all nicknames.
The old rascal said, "I saw your expression look wrong just now, and there were cries from over there. What did you experience?"
Great Hero Linghu, who excelled in blade techniques, said, "Panicking like that, he just said he wasn't a man cut out for big things."
"Stop arguing." Someone said with displeasure. Although he had the lowest strength, he had high intelligence. Finding the ancient Haotian Sword Sect ruins was entirely thanks to him!
He was Scholar Bai Xiaoru, the group's strategist.
"It's extremely bizarre here, you must all be careful. If anything happens, even this King won't be able to save you," said the Evil King's Crusade.
Sikong Touxing said, "It's the Ancient Underworld King. He and the Demon Moon Empress have also entered."
He recounted what had just happened, and after listening, everyone's expressions changed drastically. However, the Evil King's Crusade was filled with fury; that clump of black gas continuously curled and