"Since you followers of the righteous path have proven treacherous, don't blame us from the demonic path for being just as ruthless! We are not to be trifled with!"
Gu Li knew the negotiations had failed. A murderous glint flashed in his eyes.
With a fierce wave of his hand, he sent dozens of wisps of ghost fire whistling through the air, posturing as if he meant to take them all down with him!
But in the next instant, he shot backward, crushing a Help Talisman in his hand in one fluid motion.
"A powerful righteous cultivator has treacherously set an ambush!! All others, reinforce immediately!!!"
"Thinking of running? You should've asked me first!"
Zhang San sneered. He calmly untied the broken bowl with a large chunk missing from its rim and casually tossed it into the air.
HUMMM—!
The filthy-looking broken bowl swelled as it flew, instantly blocking every last wisp of ghost fire!
"Mere parlor tricks. How dare you show them off in front of a master?"
