Seeing the defiance in Dugu Feng's eyes, the three old men burst into laughter. That look was quite interesting.
"You three old geezers, your Saintess is so ugly—why the hell would I defile her? Are you blind? Let me go, now!"
Dugu Feng suddenly rushed to the front of the barrier and glared furiously at the three men before him.
"Heh heh, little fellow, whether the Saintess of our Sacred Land is ugly or not isn't for you to decide. You're a prisoner now, and you have no right to speak to us like that."
"Exactly, exactly. Is that any way to speak to your future elders? Let's go."
After saying that, Dugu Feng lay in the barrier with a look of utter despair. A Saintess? Bullshit. She was clearly an ugly bitch.
They said no cultivator was ugly, because appearances could be altered at will.
But that Saintess was fucking ugly. No matter how she changed herself, she could not conceal her true face.
Such an ugly bitch wanted to marry him? Pah! Was she worthy? No, I have to keep looking for a chance to run.
As he thought, Dugu Feng suddenly shuddered and sprang to his feet like a carp flipping out of water. He could not resign himself to this fate. He had to find a chance to slip away.
This world was too terrifying. Half-step Golden Immortal experts were everywhere, and there were even mighty figures infinitely close to the Golden Immortal realm.
He already regretted coming to this world.
He had originally thought that, with his cultivation, he could roam freely through the Demon Domain, so long as he did not provoke a Golden Immortal.
Yet he had fallen here.
The scenery around them began to fly backward. After an unknown amount of time,