The other party frankly stated that the reason he joined the Godslayer Alliance was to risk his life for a chance to become an immortal.
This person's boldness and straightforwardness left a deep impression on Chu Mo.
But now, before this person has even had a chance to undergo the fifth tribulation, he will probably perish in this battle.
At this moment, Chu Mo felt a little guilty.
But besides guilt, there was also boundless anger.
"Young master, I, Zhang Qingzhi, am already content to see the light of day again. However, if there is an afterlife, you must take me to see the immortal realm!"
Before Chu Mo could react.
A dejected cultivator from the God-Slaying Alliance, at the third tribulation stage, roared and charged at his opponent, directly detonating his nascent soul.
A loud bang.
The two of them turned to ashes at the same time, which was a true death and annihilation, leaving no possibility of rebuilding their cultivation using their nascent souls.
Chu Mo roared in grief and anger, his eyes bloodshot. At this moment, he was truly pierced by pain.
"Zhang Qingzhi, you're fucking stupid! Is a mere fourth-tribulation cultivator worth dying for?"
Zhang Qingzhi was someone he brought out from the Sky Dome Forbidden Zone. He was usually very low-key and taciturn, always grinning sheepishly at everyone he met.
Chu Mo didn't know much about him, but at this moment, his heart ached inexplicably.
But there was nothing they could do.
Although Zhang Qingzhi's bravery in sacrificing himself greatly boosted the morale of the God-Slaying Alliance, the fighting became even more ferocious.
However, the situation around them was still gradually deteriorating.
The white-robed elder opposite him didn't waste this opportunity to strike, and immediately burst into wild laughter:
"Chu Mo, surrender. Struggling is useless. Do you really expect someone to come and save you?"
"Haha, are we even human?"
As the words fell, a dozen or so terrifying Transcending Tribulation cultivators suddenly appeared on the battlefield.
Three were ninth-tribulation cultivators, five were eighth-tribulation cultivators, and the remaining four were all at least fifth-tribulation cultivators.
The white-robed old man was dumbfounded, speechless for a moment, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Not only him, but even Chu Mo was stunned.
Who are these people?
That's some serious strength!
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