Han Qi turned pale, looking excitedly at Han Muye standing on the light barrier.
Elder Zhu and Elder Feng exchanged glances.
They couldn't believe that their reliance on Heavenly Slaughter Immortal Venerable didn't care at all about the lives of people like themselves.
On the contrary, it was Han Muye who was willing to save them.
Heavenly Slaughter Immortal Venerable's expression changed at first, then he laughed out loud.
"Alright, these living beings are all yours."
With that, he looked at the eight-armed statue and said, "Oh, Acheron, you've wasted thousands of years."
"His true body is suppressed, and he can't even control the Soul Suppressing Banner."
"You dare to refine my Heaven Slaughter Battle Spear with just this?"
He laughed and his body turned into nothingness.
In the next moment, the three-pointed, double-edged spear in the Eight-Arm Demon Statue's hand vibrated and flew out of his hand.
