Three thousand worlds, the Void, the Star Alliance.
Many elders were seated in a circle, with the Wine Sword Immortal at the head.
At this moment, a sinister smile played across the Wine Sword Immortal's face, "Let's hear it, what do you old things mean?"
"You also want to snatch the treasures of my Sword Sect disciples, don't you?"
The Punishment Elder immediately lifted his head, "Wine Sword Immortal, what do you take us for, treasures are good, but we have our pride, don't we?"
"That's fine then, the Immortal Alliance means not to interfere, so..."
"Wait, wait, wait!"
The leading old man, leaning on a cane and rubbing his head, shouted, "Can you slow down? Has the Sword Sect gone mad, planning to kill all these people?"
"Nonsense, they dare to covet the heads of my Sword Sect disciples, isn't that seeking death? It has always been only my Sword Sect bullying others, who dares to bully my Sword Sect?"
