Facing Daoist Bai Hua's questioning, Sun Luyuan was powerless to answer.
The dark gold light of Liuli enveloped him from both sides. The power that surpassed that of an Integration Cultivator made Sun Luyuan's spiritual sense scream in warning inside his heart, yet he didn't dare to make even the slightest move.
"Junior, junior..."
In the face of Daoist Bai Hua's tangible murderous intent, the eloquent Sun Luyuan couldn't even utter a complete sentence.
Indeed, for a Cultivator of the Immortal Alliance, the word 'Immortal Realm' seemed too far-fetched.
"Hmph, just as Little Tian said. Sneaking around, obviously up to no good," a cold light flashed in Daoist Bai Hua's eyes.
The dark golden light surrounding Sun Luyuan seemed to be alive, beginning its erosion.
"Rest assured, with the strength of this elder brother, even if the Great Enlightenment is a dragon's lair, I can still make a full retreat."
