Ghost Abyss Ancestor froze. He looked at Lu Yin, then instinctively glanced at Mu Xie and Elder Chan. He couldn't shake the feeling that Lu Xiao Xuan's words carried a threat, even though he'd said he was only going to explain things. Explain it in Ghost Abyss—with all three of them going together?
He looked toward Lu the Madman. If even that guy couldn't hold out, who in Ghost Abyss could stand against those three?
"Ahem. Let's discuss this another time. I hope you'll think about Ghost Abyss. After all, so many of my cultivators need the death energy. If you use it all up, they'll have nowhere to stand." Ghost Abyss Ancestor spoke with a rueful expression.
Mist Ancestor let out a derisive snort.
Nong Yi shook his head.
Ghost Abyss Ancestor was unhappy, but what could he do? No one present could take on those three alone; all they had to do was look at how badly Lu the Madman had been beaten. And if the battlefield were Ghost Abyss, he didn't even dare imagine how much power Lu Xiao Xuan could wield.
At the thought, his gaze toward the Void Ring on Lu Yin's hand grew heated. The ability to draw upon Ghost Abyss's death energy in battle meant it had to be Death God's weapon. And what about that arm? Could it be Death God's too? If he could get his hands on them, who would dare touch Ghost Abyss in the Tree Starry Sky?
Lu the Madman laughed through gritted teeth. Ghost Abyss Ancestor thought he was mocking him. "You must be furious."
Lu Yin stared at Lu the Madman.
Lu the Madman met his gaze. "You went to all that trouble to create a chance to kill me, and in the end, it was