The moment Xuanwei Six sank into the ground, Wei Yuan’s mind went blank for an instant. The four Great Warlocks also experienced the same thing.

Two Great Warlocks immediately rushed toward the battlefield. The third Great Warlock was slightly slower and was intercepted by Rock Heart.

“What are you doing? I haven’t given you an order!” Rock Heart roared.

The Great Warlock stared coldly at him. “If Lord Shu Li doesn’t die, Lord Sacred Heart will be fine, but just think what will become of you!”

His defiance surprised Rock Heart. The Great Warlock seized the opening to pull himself free and fly toward the battlefield.

Only one Great Warlock remained where he was, smiling obsequiously. “What should we do now?”

Seeing his expression, Rock Heart suddenly felt an inexplicable wave of disgust. “Shut up,” he snapped coldly, “No one asked you to speak up!”

Inside the realm of Qingming, Trueman Chu He rose to full height and brandished his eight immortal swords. They radiated a brilliant light as he intercepted two of the Great Warlocks. Yu Zhizhuo, wielding a golden spiked hammer, engaged the third.

Sun Yu held a pill furnace in his hands and looked everywhere, but no one went for him.

Seeing that exceptionally large Great Warlock was still standing in place, Wei Yuan furrowed his brows. His mind raced as he replayed every past event in his head.

His aura suddenly surged, causing an inexplicable spike of dread in every Shaman surrounding him. They instinctively stepped away from him.

Wei Yuan stood where he was, gazing toward Rock Heart in the distance. His calm, steady voice echoed throughout the entire realm, clear to every...