"Heiye Wuxing, are you trying to incite a war between the Desert Clan and the Dark Clan?"
Sha Tongtian lay on the ground, letting out a powerless roar.
"Ridiculous, the moment your Desert Clan led troops to attack my Dark Immortal Mountain, the war had already begun.
My disciple gave you the opportunity to live, the chance to admit your mistakes, but since you refuse to cherish it, don't blame me for being ruthless!
Moreover, I've long separated from the Dark Clan, if your Desert Clan seeks revenge, come to me, it has nothing to do with the Dark Clan."
Heiye Wuxing didn't even glance at Sha Tongtian. In the dawn, he was like the lingering evil deity of the night, so terrifying, so strong.
So formidable.
"Sha Lin, quickly swear!"
Sha Tongtian desperately shouted.
Because he knew, as long as Sha Lin swore never to harm Ling Xiao and others, Heiye Wuxing would have no reason to act.
