Hearing this date, cold glints flashed repeatedly in Tyrant Fierce Venerable's eyes. He then took Ying Ying and bade farewell.
Next, they naturally had to find a way to win over the Earth Deciders who had previously supported Sikong Jing.
Nan Feng, who remained behind, said, "Dong Wu, how do you think we can use the Thousand Kings Holy Tower to kill that old bitch Tyrant Lotus?"
The moment those words fell, Dong Wu's expression changed drastically.
He stared hard at Nan Feng and said, "As long as Sikong Jing, the successor of Tyrant Soul, hands over the Overlord Soul Hundred-Man Army-Slaying Formation, he is an insignificant little nobody who isn't even a battle body. But Tyrant Lotus is a peak Emperor Martial Stage powerhouse. Do not act recklessly..."
Having said that, he directly saw his guest out!
Nan Feng was thrown out, yet he clutched his face and shouted, "Damn it, what high-sounding nonsense. Let her slap you across the face and see how you like it!"
Dong Wu, naturally, could not be bothered to respond.
Just as Murong Jianyun had said, everything he did was for the interests of the Tyrant Heaven Chamber of Commerce. He coldly calculated gains and losses. Though he disliked and looked down on Sikong Jing, he was not deliberately targeting Tyrant Lotus Venerable.
Because the latter was very important to the Tyrant Heaven Chamber of Commerce's interests.
Just like now: he wanted the Overlord Soul Hundred-Man Army-Slaying Formation in Sikong Jing's hands, wanted Sikong Jing to face the Thousand Kings Holy Tower alone, yet could not allow Tyrant Lotus Venerable to make too much of a fuss. That was how to maximize profit.
On Sikong Jing's side, everyone had already left Overlord Heaven Inner City aboard the Yao Residence's Divine Shuttle Ship.