He must ensure that Zong Yue meets his end within this Demon Sect relic.
However, just as he spoke, he suddenly noticed Qiu Taoguang in the distance furrowing his brows and casting a cold, bloodthirsty gaze at him, causing him to shiver violently. He quickly lowered his head deeply, keeping silent as a cicada in winter, not daring to utter another word.
"When this Daoist Monarch acts, the thing I detest most is others pointing fingers from the side. In recognition of your recent contribution, if it happens again, hmph!"
The rebuke terrified Du Yun, and the three of them turned ashen-faced while Qiu Taoguang retracted his icy gaze, then turned his attention towards Zong Yue's escape route.
"During the previous battle, Mind Difficulty and Soul Difficulty have already infiltrated Zong Yue's sea of consciousness. This time, even if you flee to the ends of the earth, do not expect to escape from the palm of this Daoist Monarch!"
