Since the disciples of the northern sword immortal sect had left just like that, Li Tian didn't feel the need to talk nonsense with a rogue cultivator. He waved his hand and asked everyone to leave. He wanted some peace and quiet.
Under such circumstances, no one dared to refute the Great Demon King.
Even though the Great Demon King had cut off their source of income, no one dared to say anything. In the world of cultivation, the law of the jungle had been acknowledged by everyone. Since you were not as good as others, then the good things would naturally not be yours.
Even though they knew that the Great Demon King had amazing wealth, his endless cards made them feel cold, so they chose to leave directly.
"Senior brother, are we just going to let it go?" Down the mountain, the disciples of the Dong immortal sect asked Dong Yi.
Dong Yi forced his weak body to stand up. That punch had almost shifted his internal organs, and he had been severely injured.
