"Sword Cultivator, my visit this time is to offer you a chance. As long as you are willing to seek refuge in the bosom of the Empress, our Ghost Sect will welcome you with open arms!" The Demon Ghost giggled.
No sooner had the voice fallen, than Shi Jian became extremely angry and without any hesitation, he unleashed a sword strike.
Boom!
The Demon Ghost that had just been nurtured from within a flower was directly blasted into pieces.
Then Shi Jian roared, "Wishful thinking! What right do you demon fiends have to be mentioned in the same breath as Mingxin Palace?"
At the same time, a snort of rage came from outside the cage, "You bunch of obstinate sword lunatics! I'm being kind here, yet you remain so stubbornly delusional! Very well, just wait to be trapped and perish here! Oh, I almost forgot to tell you!"
