With all arrangements made, Dongfang Heng stood high above the nine heavens, gazing down to see an elderly cultivator holding a golden saber and with a bronze bell hovering above his head, looking back at him from afar amidst the crowd.
Feeling the oppressive aura emanating from this man's entire body, two words slowly surfaced in Dongfang Heng's mind:
"Expendable!"
Chapter 161