Qin Luo needed Villain Points, while Dongfang Zhuo needed to eat people. The two villains hit it off at once, without even the slightest disagreement.
So what if one of those three elders was a Supreme Elder of the Myriad Forms Immortal Sect?
It was not as if Dongfang Zhuo had never eaten one of his own.
Lu Changfeng, Dongfang Zhuo, Blood One, Blood Two, and the Heaven-Binding Flood Dragon—the five of them surrounded the three.
The expressions of those three World Lord Realm cultivators became ugly to the extreme.
"Dongfang Zhuo, so it was you who colluded with the Demon Race!" one of them said through gritted teeth.
"Dongfang Zhuo, have you thought through the consequences of doing this? You are seeking your own death!"
"Why?" The Supreme Elder of the Myriad Forms Immortal Sect could not understand. Why would the Sect Master of the Myriad Forms Immortal Sect ambush him?
Dongfang Zhuo slowly strolled over, a sentimental expression on his face. "The changes in this world have exceeded your imagination. Time is pressing now, do you understand?"
"I must become stronger in order to face the coming crisis."
"Your deaths have value."
Value, my ass. They had no idea what Dongfang Zhuo was trying to do or what he meant.
It left them feeling as though they were lost in the clouds and mist, unable to make heads or tails of it.
"Enough nonsense. Don't you know villains die from talking too much?" Qin Luo interrupted Dongfang Zhuo. With a wave of his hand, the Heaven-Binding Flood Dragon and the others launched their attack.
At that moment, the three finally realized that Qin Luo, the City Lord of Divine Ruins City, was the one calling the shots here.
The world truly had changed.
A Domain Lord Realm City