Slaying an Immortal Emperor

Zhang Shuai suppressed all the distracting thoughts in his heart and fixed Yan Tianhong with an electric gaze. "Fellow Daoist Yan, did you return to the Immortal Realm this time to restore order there, or did you come specifically for me?"

Yan Tianhong clapped his hands and laughed. "Fellow Daoist Zhang, you truly are perceptive. Unifying the Immortal Realm is indeed the inevitable trend—ascenders are becoming fewer by the day, while unaffiliated cultivators are everywhere. If this continues, chaos will inevitably arise. Myriad Phenomena Protector ordered us to rectify matters at the source, all for the long-term welfare of humanity."

His tone shifted slightly, and a sharp glint flashed through his eyes. "But more importantly, we hope to invite you to join us and accomplish great things together."

Zhang Shuai suddenly asked, "If I refuse to submit, how does the Holy Lord intend to deal with me?"

The moment he said this, Yan Tianhong, Murong Xue, Mu Chi, and Qin Lie all looked rather grim, and an involuntary killing intent spread through the air.

They had assumed that Zhang Shuai's detailed questions earlier meant that he was considering submission. But now, it seemed he had no intention of submitting to the Holy Lord at all. Was he not simply toying with them?

"Watch your words, Fellow Daoist!" Yan Tianhong's voice was cold as iron. "I advise you to think this through carefully. Both the Myriad Phenomena Saint and the Purple Firmament Saint have issued warrants for your arrest. You have no foothold whatsoever in the Primordial World. Only by relying on the Holy Lord can you make the wisest choice."

Zhang Shuai continued smiling. "Let me ask you all something. You know Han Chen, don't you? Han Chen did not submit to the Holy Lord, yet he is doing just