Only then did Su Jiu confirm that he was not just the architect behind this entire scheme, but also a cultivator of the Heavenly Secret Sect.
She instinctively glanced at Yun Huanling, whose expression was somewhat vacant, and a flicker of complicated emotion crossed her eyes.
Having an elder like this must have been painful for him, too.
But Su Jiu did not want the Heavenly Secret Sect to simply take him back. What had happened a thousand years ago had already proved that they could not keep him under control, let alone now that he had reached spirit transformation.
Once his divine soul recovered and he came sweeping back, countless more people would likely die.
"Are we really just going to let the tiger return to the mountains? I can't do it!"
"Someone will deal with him."
Su Jiu glanced at Chu Luohen in surprise. He nodded without saying anything more.
As though he had noticed the exchange between Su Jiu and Chu Luohen, Xia Jue cast an unobtrusive glance in their direction before turning his gaze back to the Heavenly Secret Sect's disciples.
Still wearing his customary smile, he said gently, "Since he is an elder of your sect, we will leave him in your sect's hands."
How could the Heavenly Secret Sect's disciples dare accept him? The strongest person they had brought this time was their Second Senior Brother, whose Cultivation Level was nascent soul, and he was still unconscious. Were these insignificant weaklings supposed to guard a spirit transformation powerhouse?
He would probably escape halfway back. Of course, the more likely outcome was that he would kill them all first and then escape.
The mere thought of that scene made their scalps prickle.
The Heavenly Secret Sect's disciples shook their heads like pellet drums.
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