1032 Might of the White-Robed Immortal King

"Bai Wuya." Standing in the air, the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor spoke, his eyes gleaming with coldness. "My Eastern Sage Immortal Sect has never offended you, yet you actually chose to join the Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect?"

Bai Wuya inclined his head, staring at the projection of the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor as he emotionlessly stated, "Senior Eastern Sage started a war in the particle world, causing extreme distress and utter misery to the people here. You, who cultivated to the peak of the immortal realms, are shamelessly going all out and creating sin by slaughtering innocents. Such behavior is truly disappointing."

"You are so concerned with slaughtering the lives of people?" The Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor asked coldly. "You, Bai Wuya, have cultivated to the immortal king level, so I'm sure the sin reaped from killing won't be considered a small amount."