Wu Xiangshan was so infuriated by Chen Xuan’s words that his temper flared once again. He glared at Chen Xuan, about to retort, when Wu Wei, standing beside him, spoke in a cold, sharp tone: "Evil Emperor Chen Xuan, our four great elders were able to slaughter thousands of martial arts experts of the Great Xia Dynasty back then, and we are just as capable of wiping out the remaining martial cultivators in the Central Province today—including you! If you dare to underestimate the power of our Witch Sect, you will pay an extremely heavy price!"
Hearing Wu Wei bring up the massacre of the Great Xia martial cultivators by the four great elders of the Witch Sect over five thousand years ago, a surge of deep-seated fury erupted from the depths of Chen Xuan’s heart. Although none of the current generation of Witch Sect cultivators had experienced that great war, the three elders who had survived to this day were blood-stained executioners—enemies that Chen Xuan was destined to eliminate. With the Eight-Treasures Pagoda now in his possession, Chen Xuan believed that day would soon arrive.
At this moment, Saint Sovereign Qiye gave a faint, mocking smile. "You three old fogies are simply unable to let go of your pride. Since that is the case, I will give you two choices. First, you stop dwelling on the death of Wu Chenlu and choose to cooperate with myself and the Evil Emperor Chen Xuan. Second, you become enemies with my Demon Sect and Chen Xuan; if that happens, I can invite other …
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