Chapter 2696: The Price of Stubbornness!

Hongyun, being so shrewd, would never let anyone take the Primordial Purple Qi—it was given to her by Hongjun during the lectures at the Purple Cloud Palace, and she cherished it deeply.

Nanji Xianweng looked at the two impostors before him and silently lit candles for them; why pick a fight with anyone else, but they had to provoke Hongyun.

After Luo Fu saved Hongyun, Hongyun's fate changed forever.

She thus became entangled with Luo Fu, so Luo Fu would surely protect Hongyun's life and never let anything happen to her.

Though no one knew how Luo Fu learned of their movements so quickly, none of these people dared to provoke her.

"Hongyun, I advise you to hand over Jin Ling Shengmu to me willingly—if you do, I can plead with the Demon Emperor himself to spare your life!" said the impostor Tianwu.

Hongyun sneered; he paid no mind to these two impostors at all.

Especially since Gonggong and Zhurong stood right beside them—they couldn't even bear to look at Tianwu and Wengzi.

Before Hongyun could speak, Zhurong couldn't hold back anymore.

"Stop pretending to be Tianwu and Wengzi—take off those faces right now, or I won't be gentle. I have the Star-Moon Treasure Disc in my hands!"

Upon hearing Zhurong's words, Tianwu and Wengzi had initially dismissed them, but their expressions changed when they heard the latter half.

Guiche had once told them their disguise technique was most vulnerable to the Star-Moon Treasure Disc.

If truly exposed to its light, their disguise would not only fail but cause their entire faces to rot away, leaving no trace of their original features.

Wengzi gripped Tianwu's sleeve tightly; Tianwu, too, grew tense.

"I give you half an incense stick's time—if you still wear Tianwu and Wengzi's faces while speaking to us Twelve Ancestral Wus, I guarantee you won't leave this place!"

Gonggong could no longer bear it!

He had thought coming here with Zhurong would be easy, but instead he'd run into the Tianwu and Wengzi affair.

Moreover, Tianwu and Wengzi shouldn't have returned to the Wu Clan yet—he had to find a way to make them go back.

Tianwu whispered, "Do you think they're telling the truth or lying?"

"Truth."

"Then why are you so calm?" Tianwu fidgeted.

"What good does panicking do? We need a plan—we've already lost the Potent Heaven Hammer and can't possibly capture Jin Ling Shengmu. Think of how to escape."

"Huh?"

The impostor Tianwu heard Wengzi's words and his expression flickered slightly, but Wengzi remained as usual, utterly unchanged—as if the words weren't his own.

Moreover, they truly didn't understand this matter—but they still had to act.

"That's my point—have you come to your senses?"

No matter whether they could escape or not, they must not fall into a disadvantage now—if they did, the two Ancestral Wus before them would crush them.

This matter was indeed a great trial for Tianwu and Wengzi.

And this trial was crucial!

Tianwu and Wengzi wondered whether they could even return to Guiche's side was uncertain—if they did return, would they ever be trusted again?

Did they truly have to risk everything? Only by risking it all could they hope to return.

The two impostors were frantically brainstorming, but Hongyun gave them no chance—should they act, it would mean nothing to Hongyun.