"Tong Zixuan, now would be a good time to surrender without a fight," in front of the grand army of ten thousand, Qin Lingtian said to the young man with a light laugh, "If there's anyone to blame, it's only yourself for being too naive. To think you took an apprentice without making him swear an oath against inner demons is simply laughable."
On the other side, Qing Island's Island Master Liu Chuan also sneered, "I've said it before, this greenhorn knows nothing. What qualifications does he have to occupy this island?"
"There's no need for idle talk, just kill them and take over this island," said Qin Batian in a cold voice from elsewhere, staring at the young Ren Island's Island Master, "The number of the Dead Spirit Army on this island is extremely scarce, yet the concentration of Spiritual Energy here is remarkably high, much better than on your Qing Island."
"We might as well take over this island and spare our lives. Otherwise..."
