Sovereign of the Sword
Chapter 912

Prepare for Your Funeral

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"What?"

"No! Undying Lord, I'm willing to be your slave, as long as you don't kill me!"

"Undying Lord, I can serve you too..."

Everyone in the air above the Great Gang Hidden Land went mad, begging the Undying Lord for mercy.

Teng Keshu and Teng Jinsong also went pale.

Clearly, the Undying Lord could not take them all in.

He needed their flesh and blood to restore his strength.

Keeping a few people to serve him was already a concession he had been forced to make.

"No! Brother Shi Yan, Brother Haiqing, Brother Shi Qian, save me! I don't want to die..."

Teng Keshu panicked, terrified out of her mind.

Panic filled Teng Jinsong's face too. "Don't kill me! I don't want to die! Damn you, Teng Keshu! If you hadn't made me come, why would I ever have entered the Skyward Gang Relic?"

Alongside his anger, Teng Jinsong felt bitter resentment toward Teng Keshu.

It was all Teng Keshu's fault.

If not for her, why would he have come to the Skyward Gang Relic?

But Teng Keshu had no time to pay him any attention. All she wanted now was to stay alive.

"Silence!"

The Great Gang Hidden Land was in uproar, everyone wailing and begging for mercy. The Undying Lord frowned deeply and let out a cold snort.

At once.

An invisible force swept over them.

The next moment...

The entire Great Gang Hidden Land fell silent.

Terror showed on every face as they stared at the Undying Lord.

With just one cold snort, he had made them feel a boundless tide of killing intent surge toward them. The pressure seemed to come from the depths of their souls, and they shut their mouths without thinking.

It was as though anyone who dared utter another word

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