"Hehe, don't worry, old man here isn't interested in that. The reason I came to save you is that you still seem to have potential and know how to adapt. It's a pity to just stay in the rigid Jin."
Xun FuJun remained unmoved.
"Alright... Old man really isn't interested in your Wanxiang Sect, not just your sect, but the whole of Jin, even the Fenglin Continent, I've never regarded it highly."
The elder in the blue robe gazed into the distance with a far-reaching look.
"The only idea old man has is just one, and that is..."
"To ascend to the Heavens with all disciples of my Holy Sect!"
Xun FuJun was deeply shocked!
A rare hint of surprise flickered across his eyes!
Shangguan Ren, who was leading the Blood Qilin, also looked back at the elder in the blue robe with eyes full of reverence.
He patted the Blood Qilin heavily, it immediately spread its hooves and galloped in mid-air, and the elder's figure subtly fluctuated as he said to himself: