The Disciples of the Divine Sect

The middle-aged man's face was pale and revealed a bitter expression. He looked at Wang Lin and pondered for a bit before clasping his hands. "Devil Cong Dao's Shang Qi greets fellow cultivator."

Wang Lin didn't speak and only coldly looked at the middle-aged man. This man was at the mid-stage of Nirvana Shatterer. Wang Lin had always wanted to know if he could fight against a mid-stage Nirvana Shatterer cultivator after fusing with his original body.

The middle-aged man's expression became even more bitter. He let out a long sigh and clasped his hands again. "Two days ago, Wu Qing was expelled from the Demon Cong Path. His words and deeds have nothing to do with the Demon Cong Path. This person doesn't know what's good for him and provoked the divine sect, so it's his own fault. Die…He died!"