Don't Let Me Stay Up All Night

As everyone knows, there is a power in the southern region that absolutely cannot be provoked—the Grass Hall. 
The eldest disciple is the Sword Saint of the southern region, with a godly understanding of swords. 
The second disciple is the Eternal Empress, who ruled an era. 
The third disciple is a great scholar of the current generation, the reincarnation of the immortal of literature. 
The fourth disciple is the reincarnation of a demon god, suppressing the Nine Hells. 
Lu Changsheng: Me? I'm nothing special, just their master.

I See the Aura of the Great Emperor in All My Disciples

"Congratulations on reaching this stage."

Pan Xie said with an evil smile as he approached Ye Qiubai and the other two.

Ye Qiubai and the other two looked at Pan Xie in unison.

They did not have a good impression of the Infernal Purgatory.

Firstly, their methods were too ruthless and their hearts were too vicious. They were complete evil cultivators.

Secondly, they had once wanted to kill them because they were enemies.

"Why? Are you so impatient that you can't wait to show your fangs here?"

Pan Xie waved his hand and said, "Don't misunderstand. I'm not here to pick a fight."

Mu Fusheng took a step back and placed one hand behind his back. Between his fingers, he held a killing talisman.

This position would not only hide his purpose, but also ensure that the other party was within the attack range of this talisman.

Alliance?