At this point, he gave another light chuckle, looked at the four of them, and said, "It's truly fucking ridiculous. You were all worked into such a panic over a master who hasn't even reached the True Immortal level. But then again, you lot with blood on your hands are bound to be like that."
"Though, now that I think about it, you actually agreed to let that piece of shit Yan use the Myriad-Talent Spirit-Sacrificing Formation to step into the Immortal Emperor realm?" Zhan Feng continued, "You lot are even more demonic than those three fellows from the Immortal Realm... no, the Demon Realm."
Seeing the four people's expressions darken by a few more shades, Zhan Feng gave another dry cough and said, "Alright, I won't say any more. Where are those ten beauties? I need to go enjoy myself properly. Damn it, after drifting on the Endless Sea for so long, I'd almost forgotten what a woman tastes like."
Chapter 872