"Sect Master Ding, I was controlled by Wu Zhanxia and couldn't make my own decisions. For the sake of our many years of friendship, please let me go this once."
Seeing Ding Huan had killed Wu Zhanxia, Mu Chengzi became panicked.
Ding Huan said coldly, "After you schemed against Xun Daoist and Ji Daoist, we no longer had any friendship."
"You knew?" Mu Chengzi stared at Ding Huan in shock.
He had felt something was off before, but it didn't seem likely that Ding Huan would know about it.
He quickly realized that now was not the time to worry about these matters; saving his own life was what mattered most.
"Sect Master Ding, I know where Wu Zhanxia's Immortal Artifact is..."
Before Mu Chengzi could finish speaking, Ding Huan had already cleaved a blade light through Mu Chengzi's brow, simultaneously throwing over a ball of fire.
"Ding Huan, spare me once..." Mu Chengzi was still screaming with all his might; he truly did not want to die.
