Ginseng Fruit Tree

Immortal Emperor White Firmament paused and glanced sideways at the green-robed cultivator below, saying coldly, "Why? Does an Immortal King like you think that you can keep me here?"

Emperor North Kun, Emperor South Peng and the others frowned slightly as well.

Immortal Emperor White Firmament was already prepared to leave. Under normal circumstances, there was no need to complicate matters.

Immortal Emperor White Firmament was a peak Emperor after all.

The group of people from Tianhuang Mainland did not even have a single Emperor expert to protect them, let alone fight against peak Emperors.

Su Zimo rose slowly into the air and looked in the direction of White Firmament Palace. A cold glint flashed through the depths of his eyes as he said slowly, "I heard that there's a spirit root in the White Firmament Immortal Domain—it's the Ginseng Fruit Tree."

"So what if we do?"