Even he himself didn't believe it.
Combat power far exceeding the peak of the Ten Directions Realm? Quickly surpassing the Battle Immortal Kings within the same realm?
Where did this terrifying monster come from?
"Uncle Ao, do you think that with someone like that, the three holy lands of Wuxing Palace would still dare to continue to make moves against them?"
"Could he have lost his mind?"
Shangguan Ao's gaze fell on the areas of the three holy lands, but he simply shook his head slightly.
"These people are all shrewd and calculating."
“It’s not that they are not wary; what they want is the inheritance from this Misty Sect disciple.”
"This is their only chance to save their lives."
In the blink of an eye, another hour or so had passed.
There has been no movement outside the Gate of Void for a long time.
But the three of them knew very well that if this so-called Misty Sect wanted to leave, it would inevitably appear in front of them.
No matter how many methods one has, it's impossible to forcibly change the rules of that small world.
Soon, as the power of the void rippled again, the appearance of the five figures immediately attracted countless eyes on the scene.
"Elders...it's them..."
These words were spoken.
Without the slightest hesitation, Chen Hai and the other two unleashed their Immortal King-level spiritual power.
"Even if the King of Heaven himself came today, these little bastards would still die."
With hundreds of figures gathered, the entire outer perimeter of the secret realm was immediately plunged into a tense atmosphere.
Disciples from other factions could already guess many things.
"I never expected the Origin Golden List to have this kind of effect."
Are so many people waiting to greet us?
Bai Qingmo feigned surprise and took a sip of spiritual wine to calm his nerves.
Wu Junyan remained at the very front of the group. Before they came out, the group already knew that the commotion they had caused in the secret realm would not end well.
His gaze fell on Chen Hai and the other two, and he calmly spoke:
What does this mean?
Are you planning to bully the weak?
Chen Hai frowned, his face extremely gloomy. If it weren't for the power of inheritance, these people in front of him would already be dead.
"You killed so many disciples of my holy land."
"Do you think a bunch of you little bastards can leave here alive today?"
"Why waste so much breath on them? Just search their souls. Are you worried they won't hand over the inheritance?"
Lin Ming's spiritual power surged from behind them, and a terrifying Immortal King's aura enveloped everyone.
He looked like he was about to take action at any moment.
Bai Qingmo put down the wine gourd in his hand, opened his eyes, and looked at the clothes of the others.
"Wuxing Palace, Golden Cloud Hall, Moon Cloud Holy Land?"
"So you're disciples of one of your three factions?"
"These trash dare to plot against us? Why can't we kill them...?"
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