This is an irresistible temptation for any cultivator.

But soon.

Guang Chengzi closed his eyes, then opened them again; the burning passion in his eyes had faded.

As someone who has lived for countless years, if he can't even hide the slightest desire in his heart, then he is a complete failure.

Guang Chengzi didn't even cast a second glance at the distant demon army. Although there were a few half-step Ancestral Realm beings in that army, to put it bluntly, if Guang Chengzi were to be even slightly serious, these demon warriors and so-called generals would die a terrible death.

The top-ranking members of the Twelve Immortals of the Chan Sect all possess the ability to fight opponents of higher levels.

Their cultivation level may be stuck below the half-step Ancestral Realm, but their strength is no weaker than that of an ordinary half-step Ancestral Realm cultivator.

I'll say it again.

Unless a demon god is present.

otherwise.

This army of demons is not worth Guang Chengzi's attention.

"Fellow Daoist, I am Guang Chengzi."

Guang Chengzi could sense that Lu Henge's aura was unstable, indicating that the power of the explosion had still affected Lu Henge. However, thanks to the protection of the Heaven-Mending Stone, Lu Henge's condition was much better than that of the others.

The next second.

Guang Chengzi's expression changed slightly.

Lu Henge did not emerge from behind the Heaven-Mending Stone, but two figures appeared on either side of it.

Guang Chengzi remained silent for a few moments.

These two people are also familiar with each other.

left.

A graceful figure, holding a pipe in her hand, with wisps of white smoke rising into the air.

right.

He was tall and imposing, wearing an emperor's crown and a black and gold imperial robe that made people afraid to look directly at his face.