Every word and sentence sent chills down Luo Bingxin and Old Xuan's spines. The golden light on the Fu Xi Talisman grew increasingly bright, making their hearts heavier.
Realizing his actions somewhat betrayed himself, Old Xuan began to feel bewildered instantly.
"Lord Immortal King, we haven't betrayed you. I just have a vague feeling that once Lin Yi joins our camp, my young master and I won't have peaceful days, so I wanted to escape. I plead with you, Lord Immortal King, spare us."
"My young master and I have done many things targeting Lin Yi, but Lin Yi, the plans against you were all my idea. Blame me, not the young master. If you insist we pay some price, I am willing to give you my life."
Old Xuan said these words to the other people in the All Gods Camp, hoping they might believe him. But trying to deceive the Immortal King? That was a truly bad idea.
The Immortal King directed his gaze toward Lin Yi, somewhat inquiring about Lin Yi's intentions.
