Bu Fang agreed. That surprised Sect Leader Tongtian. He had not expected Bu Fang to agree so easily. 'So… It's true that we can only use food ingredients to lure a chef? In any case, it's good that he agreed…'
Sect Leader Tongtian's eyes were bright and filled with killing intent. He wanted to slaughter—he could no longer hold it. His four immortal swords were already thirsty and hungry! The Soul Demons' besiege was suffocating him.
Although Bu Fang had agreed, they could not set off immediately, for this was a matter of life and death. The Sect Leader took his leave to prepare something, while Bu Fang sat down on the wall, closed his eyes, and rested his mind.
He knew this was not a simple operation. The number of Soul Demons outside Hangu Pass was certainly high, which might be over a million or even ten million. The sight of so many Soul Demons packed the field was simply creepy.
