Looking at the Immortal Sect disciple lying in front of the window staring at him, he glanced at the sword in his hand, unable to do anything but swing it towards the window several more times.
Unfortunately, it was all to no avail.
As Nan Hao was trying various ways to enter the Main Hall, Nangong Wentian spoke up in the square.
"Bring him out too."
"Him?"
Wenping instinctively mused to himself: Flood Dragon?
"Don't play dumb. A dog and a skeleton monster can't be the subordinates of a Starless Sect Leader like you. Call out the big figure behind you. Since he has chosen to help you by killing Black, it's time for him to show up. With just them... excuse my frankness, I'm not interested in fighting them."
He wasn't one to indulge in idle talk.
Now that he's here, everything needs to be dealt with at once; no point in defeating two only for another to show up later, like after beating the young ones, many of the old ones jump out.
Endless, it's just a waste of time.
