Lin Qingluan glanced at Lu Changsheng.
She knew she had to give the Brahma Emperor a satisfactory answer now.
Otherwise, the fury of a Great Emperor is not so easily quelled.
"My Taiyuan Holy Sect is willing to replace Wentian Sect and join the two-world war!"
Lin Qingluan suddenly spoke up.
Immediately, Taiyuan Holy Sect was in an uproar.
"Holy Daughter, you mustn't..."
"Hmm?"
The Brahma Emperor let out a cold snort.
Suddenly, a gigantic finger pointed down.
In an instant, it pierced to death the High Rank Great Saint Elder who had just shouted, "You mustn't."
That was a High Rank Great Saint.
Killed by a single finger.
Just like crushing an ant.
The might of a Great Emperor, indeed!
"This Emperor permits it. Within ten years, Taiyuan Holy Sect must be prepared to follow this Emperor's orders..."
The Brahma Emperor's voice gradually faded.
Then it vanished completely without a trace.
The sky returned to normal.
Everything seemed like an illusion.
