"Li Shanzu is also dead?"
The Tiancan Monk, watching the commotion, widened his eyes and said to the Eternal Life Sect Leader beside him, "Sect Leader, did you hear the drum wrong?"
Not long ago, the Eternal Life Sect Leader talked at length, believing that Zhou Xuan was just hiding his strength, possessing the power of nine sticks of incense, yet not using it, likely for some kind of strategy.
Now, this doesn't look like a strategy at all.
A strategy is used to calculate others, not to send one's own people to their deaths.
"Yun Ziliang is dead, Li Shanzu has also fallen. If we don't step in, I'm afraid Zhou Xuan will also die on this stage."
The Tiancan Monk, like a resentful woman, kept lamenting.
The Eternal Life Sect Leader continued to beat the drum, the drum beads crackling incessantly.
The drum skin vibrated continuously, the drum sound continuously transmitted. He listened intently, feeling more and more that he had been somewhat foolish earlier.
