"Redfire Old Monster, I never thought you would wallow in the same filth as Extreme Yin Island!"
A furious voice rose from the small island below. The speaker clearly possessed formidable cultivation; his voice rolled like heavenly thunder, resounding across the entire island.
"Heh heh!" An equally booming voice came from Black Cloud. "Sect Master Sun, why keep fighting with your back to the wall? Just obediently return with Fellow Daoist Wu Chou. You were master and disciple, after all. Admit your mistake properly, and Grandmaster Extreme Yin, generous as he is, will forgive you."
"Bullshit! Since when was Extreme Yin generous? He only took me as his disciple because he wanted to refine me into a puppet. You know nothing of the circumstances, yet you urge me to return to Extreme Yin Island. What a joke!"
Redfire Old Monster evidently had no idea such a secret lay behind the matter, and Sect Master Sun's words left him momentarily speechless.
"Martial Uncle Sun, you're already a Late Core Formation cultivator. How could my grandfather possibly refine you into a puppet? If you return to Extreme Yin Island, you'll enjoy an exalted position below only one man and above ten thousand. My grandfather will even devote every resource to helping you achieve Nascent Soul Formation."
"Even now, you're still trying to trick me into returning? Wu Chou, tell me: if you died here, would Extreme Yin be heartbroken? After all, you're the only descendant he has left."
"You're courting death!"
Enraged, Wu Chou took out the Black Little Sword, and the six Heavenly Capital Demon Corpses beside him moved out together.
On Sect Master Sun's side, three Core Formation Stage Cultivators, his four Early Core Formation Fiend Core Clones, and forty or fifty Foundation Establishment cultivators all attacked. The two sides