Dugu Zhange saw Shen Lang chasing closer and closer, and dragging him for a few more minutes, he was about to enter the attack range of Shen Lang's Immortal Sky Sword. He was anxious, angry and helpless.

"How do you want to let me go? I gave you the sickle of death, what else do you want?" Dugu Zhange's tone softened.

Shen Lang sneered and said, "Don't say it's so nice. What does it mean to give me the Scythe of Death? It's obviously my spoil... I took a step back and said that it was just what I picked up on the ground. When did you give it to me?"

"But I really have a good suggestion, should Brother Tianmo listen?"

Dugu Zhange ran wildly while trying his best to keep the distance, and whispered: "It would be strange if your suggestions are good!"

"But you can tell me, if I'm in a good mood, you can still consider it!"

Shen Lang smiled and said coldly: "My suggestions are very simple..."

"You ran out with a remnant soul and jumped around, just to restore some strength, and then use Dugu Zhange to go back to help you break the seal of the Dugu family and let your big head escape from the heavens?"

"I can help the top leader in this matter."

Dugu Zhange's figure suddenly shook: "Impossible! How could you know so clearly? How could anyone else know all this except the people from the Temple of War God and the Dugu family?"
Chapter completed!