(First update)
"Ding!"
"Congratulations, Host, for uttering a classic line from Black Gold. You have obtained one lottery chance. Activate the lottery wheel?" "No!"
As Yang Ming spoke, the entire mountaintop fell silent.
The remaining thirty percent of Clear Sky Sect disciples who were still conscious all glared furiously at Yang Ming. Clearly, they were deeply dissatisfied with his tone. He had spoken of annexing the Clear Sky Sect so casually—it was practically as though he did not regard them at all!
"Heh heh."
The Seventh Elder's lips curled into a disdainful sneer. His laughter was wild and thunderous, even carrying robust Soul Power, as though making the entire Clear Sky Sect tremble.
"I have tolerated you time and again because you are an envoy of the Sky-Blasting Gang. Yet now you actually wish to annex our Clear Sky Sect? I am the first to refuse!"
The Seventh Elder's words were highly infectious and immediately drew agreement from the others.
Voices condemning Yang Ming and supporting the Seventh Elder continuously poured into his ears.
The scene was chaotic, filled with noisy voices.
"Oh?"
Yang Ming seemed to have expected troublemakers to step forward. He did not care in the slightest. His brows rose faintly as golden ripples spread through the space behind him. A Mysterious Sword of sinister appearance dropped into Yang Ming's palm, drawn from the Gate of Babylon.
The instant the sword appeared, its bloodlust soared into the heavens!
This sword seemed to have slaughtered tens of thousands of people. Killing intent lingered around its blade, while its ferocious bloody radiance made it resemble a legendary Divine Artifact. Profound runes were engraved upon it, especially the soul imprints of Black and White Impermanence and the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat, making it seem all the more sinister and