Lin Tian's goal was to kill. Though he coveted those treasures too, his current means still fell short of what he needed to contend with a Quasi-Saint Expert.
Lin Tian knew his own limits, so he stopped at once.
Lady Pingxin had said back then that he only needed to kill Lu Ya. How Lu Ya died should not matter, should it?
At the very least, Lin Tian had lured Lu Ya out. If Lu Ya was slain, Lin Tian would deserve a share of the credit.
"Who?"
Lu Ya roared in fury. As an Emperor of the Demon Race, he was clearly enraged at being struck like this by an expert lurking in the shadows.
Just then, winds and clouds shifted in the void, and an enormous fissure appeared in that land of boundless chaos.
"Tenth Crown Prince, do you still remember this servant?"
A figure emerged from the fissure-a cultivator with a dog's head and a human body.
"Nine Profound Heavenly Rong Dog King!"
Cold light shot from the Tenth Crown Prince's eyes. This had been a mere dog of a servant to their Demon Race back then, yet now he was already a Quasi-Saint Supreme!
The Nine Profound Heavenly Rong Dog King had risen to prominence relatively late, so his name had never been placed on the Demon-Summoning Banner. Yet after the final decisive battle between the Witch and Demon Clans, when the Demon Race was destroyed, he had led his clansmen in betraying the Demon Race once again.
Lu Ya had never expected that the Nine Profound Heavenly Rong Dog King would now be a Quasi-Saint Supreme.
"Tenth Crown Prince, leave the Demon Race's treasure behind, and I can spare your miserable life!"
The Nine Profound Heavenly Rong Dog King raised his canine head, the corners