Watching the three of them mock and struggle with one another, Song Yin cracked a faint smile: "My junior brothers seem to have a deep bond. Since that is the case, let's go together. Quickly take care of that Emperor Lord's Path, and we can mix into The Mortal Realm, sparing us the annoyance of Evil Demons."
"Lingdang, Jiubei, the two of you follow as well. Be sure to annihilate the Emperor Lord's Path."
"Yes, Senior Brother!"
The few bowed in unison and bent down.
"Go."
Song Yin flicked his sleeve with a smile.
In an instant, their figures swiftly vanished.
Left alone on the desolate Great Sun Peak was only Song Yin.
Yet he looked up to the sky, his eyes emitting divine light, and murmured, "Having dealt with that last influence, this slice of The Mortal Realm will be isolated. Then... will you strike back for the last time? Evil God... no, Heavenly Venerate."
"Indeed."
A voice suddenly rang beside his ear.
