"What? Fight Buddhism? And fucking expand our territory? Naturally I get a share of that! Damn it, this old man is at the late stage of Primordial Unity Mystic Immortal. Send me—I'll make those little bald heads of Buddhism understand what cruelty is."
"Fuck off. What are you, a late-stage Primordial Unity Mystic Immortal, joining in for? If anyone's going, it should be me, a peak Primordial Unity Mystic Immortal. Scram."
"Damn it, why are there only three hundred slots? One-thousandth of the people here is already more than three hundred! Dazhuang, go ask the young master again and have him add more slots."
Once Li Dazhuang relayed the news to those battle-crazed maniacs, the crowd that had been bored out of their minds instantly became excited.
They were a race born for slaughter. Now that Forbidden Void suppressed their instinct to fight, forcing them to remain all day in this sunless place was more unbearable than killing them.
Ever since Poison Venerable had secretly led some of them to the Profound Origin Scorpion Clan for a little plundering expedition, every one of them had been green with envy.
Especially when those who had taken part in that expedition flaunted the corpses of Profound Origin Scorpion Clan members before them, their jealousy only grew fiercer.
They also knew that their elders forbade them from going outside. Whoever dared to sneak out and was caught would be dragged back, hung up, and beaten.
But once they learned that following the young master out would not only let them have a good time, but also earn praise from their elders, they went mad, waiting for this chance every moment of every day.
And now that the chance had come, how could they possibly let it slip away?
But when they heard there