"yes!"
Master Xuankong curled his lips into a wicked smile, "You audacious traitor, surrender now!"
Lin Xi watched his performance in a deafening silence.
Master Xuan Kong, in a display of dramatic flair, delivered a vivid performance, declaring, "Take this move, and I'll steal your soul!"
He swung out the Soul-Hooking Lock, and a heavy aura of yin energy rushed towards them. Lin Xi glanced at it indifferently.
The Soul-Hooking Lock spun in mid-air, hooking onto Qingwu's neck, and he screamed until his throat was hoarse.
"Ah~ I'm dead."
The ghost messengers cried out, "Lord White Impermanence is mighty!!"
Master Xuan Kong scoffed coldly, "Traitor, your accomplices are dead. Surrender immediately."
Lin Xi was speechless. "That's enough acting, Master..."
"Shut up!"
Master Xuankong lowered his voice and coaxed, "Give your master a little face, my good disciple."
Lin Xi quickly moved away, "Let's go."
"Very well, very well." Master Xuankong waved his long robe. "The traitor has surrendered, I will not kill the prisoners."
The ghost messengers exclaimed, "Lord White Impermanence is awesome!!"
Master Xuankong smiled with satisfaction, “My disciple, look, this is the empire I have built for you.”
Lin Xi's lips twitched. "The Emperor of Fengdu isn't even dead yet, and you're already thinking about usurping the throne."
Master Xuankong stuck out his tongue, extremely arrogant, "The Great Emperor of Fengdu has been in seclusion for five hundred years without a trace, it's no different from him being dead."
"I am the boss of the entire underworld!"
"White Impermanence, are you trying to usurp the throne?"
The deep, oppressive voice made the ghost feel an urge to kneel down.
Master Xuankong felt a chill run down his spine.
How could the Emperor of Fengdu possibly emerge from seclusion now?!
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