"In your dreams! Even if it costs me my life and soul, I won't let despicable scoundrels like you get your way!" Xiao Yu clenched his teeth, a look of resolve flashing in his eyes.
The eight great factions of the Nine Heavens joined forces to enter the Hongmeng Secret Realm. After enduring countless trials, Xiao Yu finally won the recognition of the Hongmeng Spirit Pearl. But the moment he bonded with it, the spiritual power in his body was already exhausted, leaving him utterly weak. The experts from the seven factions closed in, driving him to the edge of the Jue Tian Cliff.
"Xiao Yu, hand over the Hongmeng Spirit Pearl and we'll spare your life!" the leader, the Palace Master of the Ziyun Immortal Palace, barked coldly, the long sword in his hand gleaming with a chill.
Xiao Yu gave a cold laugh, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. "You so-called righteous cultivators are nothing but a pack of wolves in human clothing! You want the spirit pearl? Dream on!"
Before the words had even faded, he turned abruptly and leaped without hesitation from the Jue Tian Cliff behind him. The wind roared in his ears as he plummeted. Xiao Yu closed his eyes, his heart filled with unwillingness. "Could this... really be the end of me, the Feather Immortal Emperor?"
This is a very nice work with a wonderful story. I hope the author can update more chapters every day.