Only after the others reminded him did Qin Jiuge remember Long Tianmiao and Long Qingran.
"Bring the two of them up."
Qin Jiuge said faintly.
The people below immediately accepted the order. In less than a moment, before the men themselves appeared, their voices arrived first—one curse after another rang out ahead of them.
"Wasn't it enough that you injured our physical bodies? Now you're keeping our True Spirits alive here—what exactly is the meaning of this?
"Don't tell me that now that you, Qin Jiuge, have broken through to the Supreme Realm and become the Heavenly Absolute Supreme, you still want us to betray the East Sea Dragon Clan?
"Let me tell you, that is absolutely impossible. We two were born as members of the Dragon Clan, and even in death we'll be ghosts of the Dragon Clan. We will never beg your Human Race for pity. We are not those ordinary Dragon Clan traitors."
Long Qingran cursed at the top of his lungs, while Long Tianmiao clenched his fists beside him, his face flushed red.
Their physical bodies had now been taken away, which meant their source had been shattered.
Originally, they had still possessed the possibility of breaking through to the Supreme Realm. Now it was gone. Everything was gone.
Cutting off someone's path of cultivation was like killing their parents, so in this moment, in the eyes of the two of them, Qin Jiuge was guilty of monstrous crimes. He was simply ten thousand times more hateful than Long Weile and Long Shuangxue.
But in the next instant, two consecutive thuds rang out.
Their physical bodies descended from the sky, directly taken out by Qin Jiuge from the space he carried with him and placed before the two of them.
Moreover, streams of flowing treasure-light shimmered