A cold glint flashed in Wuchen Daoren's pupils.

From behind, the sect leader of Ziwei Sect suddenly appeared.

"You sinner! You slaughtered my Ziwei Sect disciples and even stole the Immortal Spirit Body! My Ziwei Sect swears to be your sworn enemy!"

Tang Xuan sneered: "You brought this on yourself, you can't blame anyone else! If you want the Immortal Spirit Body, then come and take it yourself! But... can you do it?"

The Purple Star Sect Master's aura faltered.

Although he was a powerful emperor who was renowned throughout the world, he didn't even have the courage to fight Tang Xuan.

Tang Xuan seemed to possess a magical power; even the strongest martial artists would feel inferior in his presence.

"Hehehe! Sect Master Ziwei, don't be swayed by his words! No matter how strong he is, we have fifteen Great Emperors on our side, what are we afraid of!"

Amidst a sinister laugh, the Great Emperor Elder of the Hell Sect flew to the front. He pointed at Tang Xuan and said, "Now that my army is here, why don't you kneel down immediately, close your eyes, and beg for death!"

Tang Xuan smiled.

"You want to die? What a boastful tone!"

He slowly stood up, then soared into the air and arrived in front of the Hell Sect's Great Emperor Elder.

"Today, it is not you who have surrounded the War Slave Sect, but rather the War Slave Sect... that has surrounded you!"

"Hehehe! I know you're from the Tang family, but so what? Aren't you Tang family members still treated like dogs and abused by our Hell Sect?"

The elder of the Hell Sect burst into wild laughter.

"Soon, there will be another one!"

The atmosphere changed instantly upon hearing this.

Tang Xuan narrowed his eyes.

"You...you're asking for it!"