Li Xiaoyao strode forward step by step with the Wind Thunder Twin Hammers in hand, Gu Qingzhi following behind him. The surrounding powerhouses immediately made way when they saw the two of them.
"You two brats, are you with those two?"
When the old man saw Li Xiaoyao and Gu Qingzhi, he withdrew the laws in his hand as well, watching the pair in the distance with a composed expression.
In his perception, these two were merely at the seventh level of the Golden Immortal Realm.
They were strong, certainly, but to him, they could be killed with a wave of his hand.
That being the case, he had nothing to worry about.
"So what if we are?"
"On the other hand, you should be waiting obediently for death, yet you still insist on coming out to stir up trouble. I truly admire you."
Li Xiaoyao sneered, carrying the Wind Thunder Twin Hammers.
The old man before him had already reached the end of his road. At this rate, he had only a little over a hundred years of lifespan left.
He was practically dead already, yet he still dared to show himself here so openly. Was he truly unafraid that the Heavenly Dao would send down the Golden Immortal Tribulation?
"I see. Then the matter of my three sects' disciples being killed earlier was also your doing?"
The old man continued questioning them, his eyes full of cold mockery.
As long as he obtained a definite answer, he could move against them and sweep all four of them up in one net, killing them all.
That way, before his death, he could extend the fortune of the three sects for another thousand years.
"Your guess was right. You old bastard, you may be getting on in years, but your