When the voice in the sky rang out, Xu Zimo frowned slightly.
Yet he did not leave the ruins, instead continuing toward the location of another token.
Not long after leaving the sea and setting foot on land, he spotted a group of Shenxiao Peak disciples on the plain ahead.
Xu Zimo did not see Shen Yu, Shenxiao Peak's Imperial Son, among them. When he arrived before that group of disciples,
"Lin... Lin Qiu," someone stammered out Xu Zimo's name.
After all, they had heard the announcement just now as well.
"Junior Brother Lin Qiu, we've never had any grudges against each other, nor did we intend to compete with you for the token. Please don't kill us."
A disciple hurriedly begged for mercy.
"I won't kill you. Help me pass on a message—to all the disciples in these ruins, and to the Imperial Sons of every branch.
Tell them that three hours from now, I, Lin Qiu, will be waiting for them at the bottom of the valley three li south of here," Xu Zimo said calmly.
"I will bring nine tokens with me. If they defeat me, not only can they kill me and eliminate this threat, they can also obtain the tokens.
If they are afraid, then let everyone crush their tokens and flee. Be turtles hiding in their shells, and take a detour whenever you see me in the future.
Otherwise, every time I see you, I'll beat you."
After Xu Zimo finished speaking, he turned and left directly, leaving the crowd staring at one another.
Watching Xu Zimo's departing back as he left without making a move,
A disciple hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Senior Brother, what should we do now?
Leave, or pass along the message?"
"Interesting. He wants to declare war on