It's not that Luo the Superior Immortal truly became a messenger of justice, determined to fight evil, but rather that what he had in hand could never be spat out again once obtained.
Moreover, the most important thing is that a quarter of an hour has nearly passed! Further delay would truly provoke that mysterious Xu Fan, which wouldn't end well.
At this moment, Luo the Superior Immortal still refused to admit he feared the thief Xu Fan, comforting himself silently in his heart that he was an Immortal of the upper realm, and ants were just ants, not worth mentioning. To kill them was for him to do, not for them to threaten him!
Luo the Superior Immortal had already moved, so what else could the group say? Naturally, they had nothing to say. They soared into the air one after another, following Luo the Superior Immortal's footsteps.
The Southern Polar Region, which was bustling just now, instantly became deserted without a soul, with only the raging snow and wind echoing.
