At this moment, the Ten Thousand Lands Sect Master forcibly suppressed the chill in his heart and squeezed out a smile...
"Lord Qiu, I am the Ten Thousand Lands Sect Master. I know why you have come."
"My disciple spoke recklessly and spouted utter nonsense. I have already bound him. Lord Qiu, please deal with him as you see fit."
As he spoke, after a slight flicker of reluctance, the Ten Thousand Lands Sect Master still threw Luo Chunye before the Thousand Kings knights.
Just as he had said in the courtyard earlier, he had to honestly hand Luo Chunye over first, then come begging for forgiveness, and grit his teeth as he swore allegiance to the Thousand Kings Holy Tower. Only then could the Thousand Kings Holy Tower spare them.
And the Thousand Kings Holy Tower was currently at a time when it needed the support of the entire world. As long as he showed the right attitude, they would not slaughter people indiscriminately.
Sure enough, Qiu Leiyin of the Ten Wind Thunder Generals laughed outright at the sight. He felt that the Ten Thousand Lands Sect Master knew how to play along.
He said nothing more, merely instructing his subordinates blandly on the spot, "Seize him. Take him away."
As the words fell, two Thousand Kings knights lunged forward and hoisted Luo Chunye onto their mounts.
It was also at this moment...
In a corner of the courtyard, Sikong Jing's eyes narrowed slightly, and somehow, a sword of pure icy color had appeared in his hand.
This scene made the pupils of Xu He and the other Northern Abyss Cold Mountain disciples tracking Sikong Jing contract violently.
What was this Sikong Buwang suddenly planning to do?
Other than the Northern Abyss Cold Mountain disciples tracking Sikong Jing, of