He couldn't make the decision himself!
Swish!
The sound of the cold blade slicing through the air was but a single echo.
The flowers on the Starpath were instantly cut off.
Qin Changsheng, wearing a conical hat and a raincoat, came with his sheathed sword, simply staring at Lu Ximing without uttering any unnecessary words.
The news brought back by Jiang Wang was of great importance.
That Jiang Wang returned from the Demon Clan's Territory was significant.
If such a long-tormented genius of the Human Race were to die at the hands of the Demon Clan, right in front of so many True Monarchs, then this gate of all demons would truly have no purpose to guard!
"Truly, where there's no place to meet!"
An old man with white hair and beard, a cloud and thunder pattern on his brow, suddenly stepped in, looking at Jiang Wangdao: "From the Shenxiao World to this place, what a big circle it's been. Young friend, we meet again!"
