Zhou Yi heard this and a guess formed secretly in his heart.
"Is it that the sect wants Elder Brother to go to Ji Continent and eradicate demons?"
"More or less."
Jiang Kang chuckled, "It would be a fitting end for an old Taoist like me to drag down an old demon to die with me; my life would be complete!"
Zhou Yi was silent for a long while before saying, "Elder Brother, being a loose cultivator, why do you need to go to such lengths, even enduring slander from those direct disciples?"
Jiang Kang spoke lightly, but even if he could lure a True Monarch from the demonic path into an ambush set up by the Dan Ding Sect, it would hardly be possible to eliminate them; there might not even be a one or two percent chance of success.
If it failed, and the old demon captured Jiang Kang to refine him into a demonic treasure, he would endure the torment of soul burning for a hundred or a thousand years.
"I am a loose cultivator of the sect!"
