C1177 Fighting a Ninthgrade Divine Emperor!

"My final resting place?"

Holy Lord Hsing Tian was momentarily taken aback before he burst into a scornful laugh. "You're still defiant in the face of death. With two Fellow Daoists at my side, you're simply awaiting your doom. Resistance is futile!"

"Holy Lord Hsing Tian flatters us. Serving the Holy Lord is our privilege!" chimed in a purple-robed elder with a flowing white beard