Little God-Slaying Arrow

Chen Mo took the opportunity to recover his spiritual power and regulate his breathing, though his expression remained grim. Being protected by others did not feel good.

Soon after, the people from the Gold Pavilion arrived as well, surrounding the people of the Profound Heaven Holy Land.

With the Gold Pavilion and Fire Pavilion forces joining up, the situation instantly reversed. The Profound Heaven Holy Land disciples were trapped in the middle, packed tightly together shoulder to shoulder.

"Youming Du, what are you trying to do?" Ye Jin's face darkened like water. Though he and Youming Du were in the same realm, the Demon Race was famously formidable in battle and only grew stronger against powerful opponents. Among cultivators of the same realm, few were willing to fight the Demon Race.

Even if he won, he would not come out unscathed.

"Ye Jin, before we entered the Weeping Blood Land, didn't you say you would wipe out everyone from our Five Pavilions? Are you afraid now?" Youming Du sneered twice before saying, "If I devour your Mystical Power Seed, perhaps I might even take the chance to undergo nirvana."

Boom!

The moment his words fell.

The faces of everyone from the Profound Heaven Holy Land changed drastically. The meaning behind Youming Du's words could not have been clearer.

Chen Mo remained seated, regulating his breath.

Though he wanted to wait until he had grown strong enough to deal with Ye Jin personally, he would not refuse when someone was willing to help him now.

Hearing this, Ye Jin's expression turned extremely ugly. He gritted his teeth and said, "If you want to kill me, I won't let you off easily either. Why not settle our grievances for now? Otherwise, the things on Weeping Blood Mountain will fall into someone else's