"Surely you jest, Guyuan Ancestor."
The Nether Poison Sect Master rose gently, a hint of killing intent already entering her eyes as she looked at the purple-robed young man.
"Since we already agreed to work together, we certainly won't let this man run wild in the Bone Abyss Aristocratic Clan."
As she spoke, she casually tucked her deep-purple hair behind her ear. Her voice was as cold and sinister as a venomous snake as she slowly smiled and said:
"Let's do it."
Beside her, the Hall Master of the Nine Nether Hall and the other two sect masters also rose, their gazes icy.
Everything went without saying.
The Guyuan Ancestor roared furiously:
"His Dharma Forms are far larger than ours. Even the Heavenly Flood Dragon Hall Master died at his hands. We must not underestimate him!"
Every second they allowed a Half-Step Heavenly Realm expert to stir up wind and waves here meant further losses for Bone Abyss City.
They were already at the point where every second counted.
The Guyuan Ancestor's voice even carried a trace of frantic exasperation:
"This is a matter of grave importance! Forget those meaningless concerns about saving face! Help me subdue this fiend first, and we can discuss the rest afterward!"
Clearly, none of them had expected the very being they were going to such lengths to investigate to brazenly appear here in person. His audacity knew no bounds.
Did he truly think the Half-Step Heavenly Realm allowed him to sweep unchallenged across the Northern Netherworld Domain?
Utter arrogance!
Whoosh!
As the old demon's furious words fell, five figures abruptly shot into the sky from the Council Hall with its collapsed roof.
Moving like lightning, they tightly surrounded the purple-robed young man who had suddenly appeared in the blink of an eye!
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