As Wan Mingzhu's mean and crazy laughter echoed for a long time in the temple of the Colossi, Master Bitter Cicada's handsome face that was mixed with pity and sorrow flushed. After a crack, one of the pearls that had turned into stones was crushed into pieces.
"Fellow Cultivator Qi, Fellow Cultivator Ba, Master Bitter Cicada!"
Han Baling continued roaring loudly. His wild voice sounded somewhat genuine and sincere.
"Fellow Cultivator Qi, Fellow Cultivator Wan, and I are certainly not just conspiring for the interests in front of our eyes. We are really trying to change the world with our own hands and accomplish something great by saving the Ancient Sages Sector from the swirl that it has been mired in for a hundred thousand years!
"Have you never noticed? Over the past hundred thousand years, countless glorious dynasties have been founded in the Ancient Sages Sector, and too many unbelievable experts have emerged in the world of Cultivators!
