315 No Way, I Have to Cultivate

It was silent.

Everyone from the Cloud Tribe Sect was dumbfounded. They looked at the Lightning Dagger on the floor—baffled, they even thought they were hallucinating.

"The Sect Master…is gone?"

They were in disbelief. He was a Golden Immortal. Was he a goner just from a 'Duang' sound effect?

Not only that. Even the Ultimate Spiritual Treasure was damaged. Not even their dreams were that wild.

That…was so horrifying.

"Sigh," Pei An sighed and mocked, "I already told you so. Why don't you guys listen to us? Isn't it nice to be alive?"

They were not surprised at the result.

What was a Golden Immortal in the eyes of the expert? He was barely an insect. He belonged to the enemies-to-play-with group.

Gu Yuan stared at the remaining cultivator. He looked down and suddenly felt confident, "Say it, who told you to come over?!"