"Hahaha, the people of the Demonic Path truly acted quickly. What a pity, though—the Qin Family Divine Son is ultimately under the protection of us righteous cultivators. Whoever dares touch him today, let's see who dares lay a hand on him."
The people from the Star Realm Gate had appeared here.
They looked righteous and dignified, as though they truly were trustworthy fellows. But if Qin Jiuge actually believed them, then he would be the greatest fool under heaven, without equal.
Every last one of these people was no good. That was the most basic judgment he could make.
"Qin Family Divine Son, come out quickly."
"Divine Son, with us from the Star Realm Gate here, we absolutely will not allow these people to harm you in the slightest."
"That's right, Divine Son, we from the Raging Waves Sect are here as well."
"The Heavenly Lotus Sect is here. Every one of us can protect the Divine Son exceedingly well. We absolutely will not allow these treacherous villains to affect you in any way."
"Divine Son. Divine Son."
Voice after voice rang out—some good, some bad; some harboring sinister intentions, others planning to lure him out before killing him.
Qin Jiuge's choice was to ignore every one of them. At this moment, he was simply one among the rocks, grass, and trees. He had no eyes, no nose, no ears, and seemed unable to sense anything throughout his body, so naturally he could not understand what these people were saying at all.
Qin Jiuge truly had the will but not the strength.
Gradually, the people outside seemed to make no further moves. Their auras began to fade away, and their figures became fewer and fewer. Whether righteous cultivators or demonic cultivators, they all seemed to have dwindled greatly in number.