"This..."
As the spirit light dissipated, everyone looked at each other, unsure of what to do.
Is the Spell King planning to attack the Tianshu Sect?
It was within expectations, logical, and there was nothing wrong with it.
But why not take them along and also remove the Taoist curse skills from their bodies?
If the Spell King was confident, believing that annihilating the Tianshu Sect would be a piece of cake, then that might explain it.
But right now, he clearly regarded the Tianshu Sect as a life-or-death enemy.
Facing a difficult road ahead and uncertain life or death, did he not need cannon fodder to scout the way?
And about the Tianshu Sect, trapped for ten years, they dared not step out of their door, not even a squeak—why was the Spell King still so wary of them? Could it be that they had some sort of backing that could turn the tide and defeat Green Jade Mountain?
Everyone was puzzled.
