But now, Li Qingxian and Song Wushuang seemed capable of doing it too.
At the very least, the two of them had always been doing it.
Gao Tiankuo turned to look at Li Qingxian.
Li Qingxian was the strangest person he had ever met in his life.
He had met all kinds of people, but never anyone like Li Qingxian.
What he especially could not understand was why Li Qingxian was willing to teach such precious cultivation methods to others for free, even intending to teach them to the entire world.
But he knew that people like this deserved his protection.
With one more Li Qingxian in the world, tens of thousands more people would have land to farm, food to eat, and homes to live in.
The general might be leaving, but Li Qingxian was still young.
Gao Tiankuo looked at his fist again. He felt that this was precisely the time his fist ought to be used.
Thus, outside the Dead Devil Lands, even facing a Devil God, Gao Tiankuo felt no fear.
Gao Tiankuo looked at Cha Fuli and Jie Anhuai, revealing a faint smile.
He had never liked killing people, yet he had killed many people, many demons.
He did not think Cha Fuli and Jie Anhuai were especially evil. They had merely been carrying out orders.
But they should not have harmed Li Qingxian and Song Wushuang.
Gao Tiankuo raised a foot and was just about to step forward when, suddenly, the sound of a distant horn rang out.
That horn seemed to radiate terrifying demonic power. The instant it sounded, everyone's vision blurred, and they saw a majestic city standing on the far bank of the Great River.
The city gates stood wide open. Countless robust demon soldiers and generals marched out in orderly