"Brother Mao Yan, I think you must use the Golden Corpse and kill this guy early!" Tu Ji looked at Mao Yan and pondered, "Kill him, and as long as Brother Mao Yan gives me the treasure on him about Netherworld Power, my Netherworld Sect will bow down to the Five Primus Sect in the future."
Mao Yan glanced at Tu Ji, "It seems that Brother Tu Ji really wants the treasure on him, huh?"
"This guy not only killed two elders of my Netherworld Sect but also killed my apprentice. I wish I could skin him and burn his soul with blazing flames." Tu Ji gritted his teeth, his eyes flickering with cold light.
Mao Yan said, "Alright, I also want to test the power of the Golden Corpse, and incidentally, intimidate those who are not convinced by my Five Primus Sect."
As soon as the words fell, a mysterious Dharma Seal condensed in Mao Yan's hands, and a strand of blood light shot out from his palm directly into the forehead of the Golden Corpse bound by the Stone Pillar Cold Lock.
