885 What's the Meaning of My Hard Work?

"Hahaha, it's coming. My believers are coming. You're finally done for! Why don't you just obediently submit to me?!"

Looking at Yang Jing and the others arrive, that cultivator's expression changed suddenly. He suddenly looked incredibly ferocious. The cold killing intent shocked all of them.

However, in the next moment, he suppressed it, turning peaceful again. "I've always obeyed true Wisdom. How could I ever submit to a demon like you?!"

Right after that, his face turned ice cold again. "Haha, you're already at the end of your power. Why are you still forcing things? Why don't you merge with me and soar to the skies!"

Yang Jing and the others had a serious expressions on their faces as they looked on thoughtfully.

If they were not wrong, that cultivator should be the one who sealed the gray mist back then. Only, so many years had passed, and he was still fighting the gray mist.