Wang Zhen ignored the surrounding gasps, his eyes fixed on the boundless Evil Qi ahead.
Li Tianhong, having come to his senses, asked, "Elder Wang Zhen, what about Wen Qingye?"
"What about him?" Wang Zhen gave Li Tianhong a strange look, pondered for a moment, and said, "Capture him. Don't kill him for now."
"Yes." Li Tianhong didn't know why Wang Zhen had suddenly changed his mind, but he didn't dare to ask.
'I remember just yesterday, Wang Zhen said I should kill Wen Qingye on sight,' he thought. 'Even if I'm not his match now, couldn't he capture and kill Wen Qingye himself? Why just capture him now and not kill him?'
While the crowd was still marveling at the Immortal Ascension List, the Evil Qi ahead began to take shape, forming a massive black dragon that looked ready to soar into the heavens.
BOOM!
Following a thunderous shout, an intense beam of black light burst into view.
