"Therefore, how could I possibly miss the opportunity to personally experience it?"
Muttering to himself, Luo Chen focused his attention to the utmost.
...
Inside the Xumi Pavilion.
A Daoist in a purple robe sat cross-legged within, his expression wooden.
Yet in his heart, he was quite lively.
"I wonder how many fellow cultivators will join the Zombie Alliance this time, united against the Gate of Life and Death?"
"I hope there are some strong ones, not always just a bunch of small fry."
In the Outer World, high and mighty Nascent Soul True Masters had become mere small fry in this person's mouth, truly shocking.
But this person indeed had the right to speak so.
With the identity of the Supreme Elder of the Purple Blood Sect, a Realm of Nascent Soul Fifth Level, and even having personally slain a Nascent Soul True Master of the Gate of Life and Death, all these achievements allowed him to proudly overlook ordinary Nascent Soul True Masters.
