"Fellow Daoists, Lin Tian is no ordinary opponent. Why don't we join forces to kill him, then each use our own means to seize the Chaos Bell?"
A black-robed cultivator stepped forward, scarlet divine light gleaming in his eyes as he stared fixedly at Lin Tian. Clearly, his desire to kill and seize the treasure burned fiercely.
"This fellow Daoist speaks sense. Lin Tian is no ordinary opponent. If we want to wrest the Chaos Bell from his grasp, we had best attack together."
The black-robed cultivator's proposal quickly won the other supreme experts' approval. They banded together at once, preparing to surround and kill Lin Tian.
Seeing the Chaos Bell unleash such mighty divine power, Lin Tian felt a surge of excitement.
When he had refined the Chaos Bell earlier, Lin Tian had known it was powerful, but he had never used it. Now, driven with his full strength, it had instantly slain four Quasi-Saint Supremes. That alone proved the might of this innate supreme treasure.
Facing these Quasi-Saint experts charging at him together once more, Lin Tian felt considerably more confident.
He looked at them and said, "You want to join forces to kill me? As it happens, I want to take your lives as offerings to my Spirit Treasure."
At Lin Tian's brazen words, the surrounding cultivators could not help sneering:
"You're merely an early Quasi-Saint cultivator. What gives you the right to stand against so many supreme experts?"
"One strike from each of us would be enough to reduce you to ashes! Death is at your doorstep, yet you still dare strut about here!"
Faced with Lin Tian's arrogance, every cultivator's eyes brimmed with disdain and towering killing intent.
As long as the Quasi-Saints present joined forces to kill Lin Tian, the Chaos Bell would become