Kapitel 1205: The Antecedental Spirit’s Will

"You're just asking for death! Forget the lot of you, even that strongest malicious fiend of yours will not be my opponent!"

The purple-robed man's lips curled into a cold sneer. While taking a step forward, he lifted his right hand, then pointed forward. Immediately, three incense sticks manifested, and when they were lit up, they charged towards Su Ming's senior brothers.

The eight yellow-robed people cackled, and greed appeared on their faces. With one move, they turned into eight yellow lights that charged towards the two hundred thousand cultivators beneath them. It was as if those cultivators were the best supplements to these people.