Half an incense stick of time passed, and more than twenty killers began to move with a hum, closely following the battle slave Taiwei's star.
Only Xie Tian's killer remained still, and the other killers were puzzled.
"How can this be?"
"Could he still be injured?"
"Very likely, even though he escaped the Xuanshen Immortal Realm by the skin of his teeth, driving the star now is too much of a drain!"
"Heh, better this way!"
...
The various killers had differing feelings.
The killers connected to the Immortal Realm and the Rakshasa Prison naturally feared Xie Tian.
Seeing Xie Tian seemingly powerless, they were, of course, delighted.
But they were only happy that Xie Tian seemed too weak to compete with them for this opportunity.
As for creating further hostility toward Xie Tian, that was out of the question.
Even Luo Xue and the other two marquises wouldn't be so foolish.
Those who were closer to the Struggle Palace were both happy and startled.
