Lu Zhou activated the Purple Glazed Ceramic and flew toward the tower.
All the cultivators retreated to the city wall, looking at the dark mass in front of them as though they were facing a great enemy.
The black clouds hovering above the city and the incoming army brought a heavy sense of oppression on everyone present.
Zhu Honggong held the life heart in his hand and looked up at the sky before he endured the pain and flew back up to the sky. He said loudly, "Another group of ignorant people who came to seek death! Don't worry. My master is invincible! He will definitely beat them until they cry for their parents!"
Lu Zhou. "..."
When this fool of a disciple was smart, he would catch people off guard; when he was stupid, no one would be surprised. He was the combination of wisdom and stupidity.
Zhu Honggong flew back to Lu Zhou's side and handed over the life heart. "Master, your treasure."
Zhao Hongfu. "..."