Each Harboring Their Own Schemes

"That's right. Leave this opportunity to the seniors, and we can truly rest easy. Seniors, go right ahead—we'll support you from behind and help you at any time, until you thoroughly kill this Qin Family Divine Son today."

Seeing that they still had so much nonsense to say, White-faced Impermanence snorted coldly.

At this moment, he showed absolutely no indulgence. "If I tell you to go, then go. Where did all this nonsense come from?"

White-faced Impermanence sneered.

The next moment, the three-foot strip of white silk in his sleeve kept expanding, then transformed into curtain-like veils that dragged all these Demonic Path fiends inside.

At the same time, the other two Demonic Path fiends, Li Mengsha and Elder Sanshui, also cooperated, each speaking coldly. "Refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit. Go in, and you may still have a slim chance at survival. Kill this Qin Family Divine Son, and you'll naturally earn enough to fill your pots and basins; otherwise, the three of us will kill every last one of you right now."

These Demonic Path brats knew when to yield. Knowing the situation could not be changed, they obediently complied. "Everything will be as the seniors say. Whatever the seniors decide, so it shall be."

"That's more like it."

Li Mengsha smiled sweetly, and only then did the Demonic Path brats slowly approach, reluctant though they were.

The moment they entered, they began cursing the people behind them without pause. "They're sending every one of us in to die so quickly. What rotten luck."

"Enough. Finding and killing this Qin Family Divine Son is what matters most. Don't delay any longer."

Very soon.

They reached the depths of the Stone Cave.

But the instant they saw Qin Jiuge, streams of Blood Qi transformed into sharp swords