Two thousand years ago, a strand of sword light flashed across the nine heavens, tearing through the sky.
The world recovered, and martial arts began to revive.
Two thousand years later...
The man stood respectfully to one side, not daring to breathe loudly.
After a full ten minutes, the divine envoy continued, "Try to make contact with Lin Xuan and see if you can win him over."
"I can promise him a high-grade demon crystal..."
hiss!
Upon hearing the messenger's words, the man couldn't help but gasp, his eyes burning with fervor and jealousy.
High-grade demon crystals are extremely rare, even within the entire Longevity Sect.
The strength of these demonic members of the Longevity Cult is entirely due to demonic crystals.
It was precisely because of this that he was even more aware of the preciousness of a high-grade demon crystal. If used properly, it could even allow a person to step into the third realm of the Celestial Realm or above in a short period of time.
Within the Longevity Sect, one must perform extraordinary feats to obtain high-level demon crystals.
But now, the divine envoy has actually promised Lin Xuan a high-grade demon crystal.
What has this guy done to deserve this?
This person harbored resentment and jealousy, which began to burn fiercely within them.
"What, are you dissatisfied?" The divine messenger seemed to have seen through the man's thoughts, and his eyes immediately turned as cold as knives as he stared directly at the man.
"No, I wouldn't dare..."
The man trembled all over, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and knelt down with a thud.
"Hmph... In his early twenties, he not only broke the shackles of the Ancient Sacred Body, but also possessed unparalleled combat power, capable of slaying celestial beings."
"If you possess such strength, I can also grant you a high-grade demon crystal."
The divine messenger snorted coldly, his voice growing even colder: "We must try to win over Lin Xuan. This man has a bright future. If he can join my Longevity Sect, he will definitely be a great help to our sect in the future."
"Yes, messenger of the gods..."
The young man hurriedly replied, trembling all over, and said cautiously, "But what if he doesn't want to?"
"No!"
The divine messenger's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "Hmph...then kill him at all costs."
Such a talented individual, if he cannot be used by our sect, must be eliminated. He has repeatedly thwarted our sect's plans and killed so many of our members.
This is the last chance I'm giving him; if he doesn't appreciate it...
"Then he must die..."