The Most Powerful Elder! Huawu? Wuhua?

Although Duanmu Sheng and Mingshi Yin disdained this tortoise technique, they would not dispute their master's words. Moreover, the Evil Sky Pavilion was waning. With the injection of new blood, it might be restored to its former glory.

Mingshi Yin turned and looked at his master furtively. 'He doesn't look like his life is nearing its limit at all. In fact, he looks livelier day by day and is filled with vitality.'

Hua Wudao pondered about this but still could not make up his mind.

Lu Zhou said in a deep voice, "You have two choices, and you can only pick one. You're the first person under the heavens to be given such a treatment by the Evil Sky Pavilion. My patience is limited. I want an answer after a count of ten."

"And if I don't have an answer?" Hua Wudao's heart raced.