The skinny old man and a dozen others were surrounded by another group of people.
This group of people had a total of fifty to sixty people.
"Fang He, what do you want to do?"
The skinny old man said with a dark expression.
"What do you want? It's simple. Hand over all your comprehensions and imprints, and I'll let you live."
The leader of the group was a six-armed white-haired old man named Fang He. He sneered.
"Detestable!"
The skinny old man roared in his heart.
Although they were all under the Grand Magus temple, they were divided into different forces. It was normal for them to fight and kill each other, and many of them had grudges against each other.
If one entered the great ancient Daoist Rite and searched for the comprehensions and imprints left behind by the experts of the great ancient divine court, the Grand sorcerer shrine would also give out generous rewards.
