"Look quickly, the nine Profound Immortals from Ziwei Palace have surrounded the Changsheng Immortal King, but why aren't they making a move!"
"In the hands of Changsheng Immortal King, what is that gourd? Why do I feel somewhat uncontrollable with just one glance?"
"Why are those people flying towards the gourd..."
...
Echoes of alarmed shouts rose, and within the void, the nine were desperately resisting, but unfortunately, they seemed to have lost control over their bodies.
Their bodies kept flying towards the Purple Gold Gourd.
"What is happening?"
In the void, the Azure Dragon King and the Nine Infant Demon King, with a flash of light in their eyes, Ren Changsheng's cultivation is only that of a Golden Immortal. With nine Profound Immortals surrounding him, Ren Changsheng surely has no escape.
But something seems amiss in front of them.
Within the void.
"Golden Wing, are you really going to oppose me?"
