"Are you willing to accompany me, the Demon Lord, to the Heavenly Desolation Sacred Land?"
Upon hearing Shi Feng's words, the old man's face suddenly changed.
This God of Slaughter has already spoken; how dare he say no to this God of Slaughter.
However, going to the Northern Wilderness with this God of Slaughter, to the former Heavenly Desolation Sacred Land, is akin to traveling with Death God along the way.
Perhaps a slight mistake could displease this God of Slaughter, who might then torment him to death.
Or perhaps make him wish he were dead!
"This... this..." For a moment, the old man did not know how to respond.
Truly, going isn't right, but not going isn't right either.
"Hmm?" Seeing the old man hesitating after he spoke, Shi Feng's brows furrowed again, showing displeasure, and he said, "What? Are you unwilling?"
