The Hell Lord's voice was cold and domineering, filled with endless killing intent.
However, he did not attack immediately. Instead, he slightly turned his head to look at the Grand Elder and the others.
"Ren Changsheng, if you leave, I can allow you to depart safely," the Hell Lord said in a deep voice. Clearly, the people of the City of Time and Space still carried some weight in his eyes.
Otherwise, why would he even ask?
Upon hearing the Hell Lord's words, the Grand Elder calmly said, "Hell Lord, since we came together, we shall naturally leave together."
The Grand Elder's words made the Second Elder and the others change expression. His meaning was obvious: he intended to help Su Mo and make an enemy of the Hell Lord.
"Grand Elder, think thrice!" the Second Elder hurriedly warned. Su Mo was the young master appointed by the Dao Master, and that was certainly important, but becoming enemies with the Hell Lord for Su Mo's sake was truly unwise.
If a battle truly broke out later, they feared it would be difficult for them all to retreat unscathed.
"Grand Elder!"
"Grand Elder!"
"...!"
The other five elders all looked toward the Grand Elder with grave expressions. Clearly, they too disagreed with his decision.
Protecting Su Mo could very well mean losing the big picture for the sake of a small one.
However, the Grand Elder remained entirely unmoved. His gaze was fixed tightly upon the Hell Lord, and he was ready to attack at any moment. His strength might be inferior to the Hell Lord's, but the gap would not be too great.
Su Mo was likewise prepared and on full alert. Unless he achieved his purpose today, he swore he would not give up.
Seeing this, a sinister smile