"As long as you show mercy, I'm willing to..."
"Noisy."
Ling Xiao didn't bother to listen to his nonsense and punched Wang Yuchen on the back of his head, knocking him out.
Then, grabbing one in each hand, he dragged the two of them towards the direction of the Sacrificial Altar.
In the ruins, Gu Sheng furrowed his brows slightly.
He sensed that Long Teng's aura suddenly stopped weakening, instead it was being supported by a mysterious power, even beginning to slowly recover.
"Something's not right..."
Gu Sheng muttered to himself, his eyes warily scanning the surroundings.
He waved his hand, releasing a surge of Spiritual Power that broke the ropes binding all the Cultivators near the Sacrificial Altar.
"Thank you, sir, for saving our lives!"
"We will never forget your great kindness and virtue!"
Dozens of Cultivators, escaping death, knelt down to kowtow one after another.
Gu Sheng coldly said.
"Scram."
