Dirt Poor

"I want to take the old Divine Emperor's body away." Wang Lin calmly said.

The Green Dragon Divine Emperor was silent for a moment. The coldness in his eyes seemed to have lessened a little, but it quickly returned to normal.

"I think he would rather be buried in the Four Divine Sect."

"The old Divine Emperor's entire life was for the sake of the Four Divine Sect. After he dies, he should be free. I want to take him away." Wang Lin's eyes were filled with determination. He waved his right hand and the stone flew away.

The Green Dragon Emperor caught the stone, took a careful look, sighed softly, and said no more. He turned and walked towards the distance, accompanied by the seven elders. Among them, one of the Vermilion Bird elders turned to look at Wang Lin, opened his mouth as if to say something, but at that moment, the Green Dragon Emperor looked back at him, and the elder sighed and remained silent.