Xuan Minglong felt like crying without tears. He had wanted to go to the Immortal Realm, yet in the end, he still had to go back.
Ancestor, I hope you killed Qin Luo. I believe in you. From the moment he escaped until now, this was the first time Xuan Minglong had hoped the ancestor was still alive.
Since even Immortals did not care whether he was a deserter, why should he keep making excuses for himself?
Whoosh! A bottle fell before him.
"Find a way to make him drink it. This is a medicinal liquid refined from thirteen immortal herbs, including Myriad-Poison Soul-Eating Grass, Nine-Turn Void-Transforming Vine, and Jade Duck Cloud Vine. Those above the Immortal Realm can refine its essence after drinking it, tempering their immortal bodies and immortal souls. Those below the Immortal Realm who drink it will have both body and soul destroyed. This is poison, but also an immortal medicine. Those below the Immortal Realm will not detect anything unusual about this immortal medicine."
"Find a way to make that person drink this bottle of medicinal liquid."
The woman's words left Xuan Minglong blank for a moment.
Wasn't she an Immortal? She wanted him to poison someone? Why did that seem so unreasonable?
Why were an Immortal's methods so lowly?
"Immortal, didn't you say you would grant me power..." Xuan Minglong asked cautiously.
"Hmph!" The woman glanced at Xuan Minglong, and her cold snort exploded in his mind.
"So long as you earnestly serve me, I will grant you power."
A mighty energy began gathering around Xuan Minglong, enveloping him as well and making him feel suffocated.
The woman activated her power, gathering that energy before herself and forming it into a complex rune.
Whoosh! The rune shot into Xuan Minglong's mind.
Boom! A tremendous