High-Tier Ancient City (2)

"Junior Sister Ye Yue, you must not attack. You already have enough cursed points. Leave them to us…"

"They must have a lot of cursed points on them too. We must not let them off!"

Now, the Heavenly Saint Cult had become akin to a fat, juicy lamb. This was completely unexpected. They were like helpless lambs wandering into the tiger's den!

The Heavenly Saint Cult was practically powerless against the Great Immortal Temple disciples. Within half an hour, the 20-plus people from the Heavenly Saint Cult were annihilated.

"My pagoda is really powerful," Lan Shan muttered as he looked at the Soul-destroying Pagoda in his hand.

After the 20-plus people from Heavenly Saint Cult were wiped out, the disciples of the Great Immortal Temple gained nearly 20,000 cursed points in total.

After dealing with the Heavenly Saint Cult, everyone got Xie Jun to lead the way towards the high-tier ancient city.