To some extent, this demon spirit demonic qi posed a considerable obstacle to their breaking through their current realms, yet it could also enhance their strength.
They might not be invincible among their peers, but they were far stronger than most cultivators of the same realm. This was the main reason Nether-Shadow Soul Venerable, Chen Chengxiu, and the others had been exceptionally powerful back then.
Chen Chengxiu in particular had only been at the eternal true god pinnacle, yet he had been unafraid of half-step ancestral gods like Xie Haiqing and Ke Yin.
"Am I going to die?"
Sent flying by a single strike from Qiu Hong, with the other two half-step ancestral gods closing in, Jiang Zi'an let out a despairing growl. "Qiu Hong, you surrendered to the outer realm demon spirits! You'll die a wretched death! True Lord Yuanlong won't let you get away with this!"
"True Lord Yuanlong?"
Qiu Hong paid no heed to Jiang Zi'an's threat. He stepped forward, rapidly approaching Jiang Zi'an, and sneered. "Jiang Zi'an, we're in the Ancient Heavensea Ruins! How could True Lord Yuanlong possibly know what happened here? Besides..."
"I never intended to return to the Immortal Thunder Continent!"
Qiu Hong reached Jiang Zi'an, stretched out a hand, and seized him by the throat, forcibly lifting him off the ground. His eyes burned as he gazed at the Transparent Crystal clutched in Jiang Zi'an's right hand, and he sneered:
"Jiang Zi'an, blame yourself for not knowing which way the wind blows. I gave you a chance, but you didn't appreciate it. If you'd been willing to surrender, you wouldn't have ended up like this. But now..."
"Heh heh, even if you want to surrender, you'll have to ask whether the three of us agree."
As he spoke, Qiu Hong stopped paying