He is mine!

The world was deathly silent.

The great eternity Immortals on the ground were still kneeling on the ground, not daring to raise their heads.

All the immortals lowered their heads, not daring to look at the dazzling figure. They didn't even dare to make a sound, for fear of disturbing that person and causing a great disaster.

"Sect master, this man is not bad. He has helped us a lot in the past few years. He has defeated the nightless club several times. Fang Jinghong's death was his own fault. We can't blame him."

Elder di couldn't help but speak up from the crowd of the Emperor puppet sect.

"Yup! Those few times were all his credit, and they were great victories!" Elder Zhao followed.

Following that, many elders also voiced their agreement.

"Is that so?"