Luo Ming and Hong Xuan, upon seeing the arrival of the two Saint Lords, both let out a sigh of relief.
"Brother Taoists, it's been a long time."
Changsun Liancheng spoke indifferently, "Two venerable figures of our Holy Land have been harmed in the Southern Territory. Thus, we have launched a Sacred War to seek revenge against the despicable person responsible. You two Brother Taoists wouldn't stand in our way, would you?"
Ling Chao's face, however, turned icy as he said, "Who are you calling your Brother Taoist?!"
Yuanyang Daoren was even more direct, his voice deep, "Considering our past acquaintance, I advise you, all Supremes of your Holy Land should abandon their Cultivation Level, kneel and beg for mercy. Perhaps then, the Three Absolutes Holy Land might survive to keep a sliver of its roots!"