Whoosh!
Before Chen Changsheng could react, Wang Hao snatched the box from his hands.
"Who said I didn't want it? Don't go falsely accusing people, all right?"
"Then do these two Divine Swords have any other use?"
"Yes!"
"Kill with Yuantu Abi, and not a trace of karma will stain you."
"The method Zhang Zhen has isn't suited to you, and you don't like it either. This is something I prepared specifically for you."
Upon hearing this, Wang Hao immediately put on a touched expression.
"You're so good to me that I don't even know how to repay you."
"No need to repay me. The people you repay generally die terribly."
"If you still want to get more benefits out of me, then don't harbor any killing intent toward me for now."
"The Four Brahma Three Realms are a colossal force. Dealing with them won't be simple, so don't make trouble for me."
"No problem. I definitely won't cause you any trouble."
Wang Hao patted his chest in guarantee, then pulled Zhang Zhen away from the fortress.
After Wang Hao and Zhang Zhen had left, Chen Changsheng turned to look at Zhang Gu.
Under Chen Changsheng's gaze, Zhang Gu curled his lip. "Don't look at me. Surviving under the hands of a Heavenly Emperor-level cultivator is already my limit."
"I'm only an Eighth Grade Immortal King. I don't have the ability to get you the corpse of a Heavenly Emperor cultivator."
Hearing Zhang Gu's words, Chen Changsheng smiled faintly.
"Of course I know your capabilities. I just wanted to ask whether there was anything you wanted."
"I only want to live. I don't want anything else."
"If you would take pity on me, then after the war ends, please let me peacefully live out the last stretch of my life."