Rong Dong's Fury

"Sacred Lord, this is what happened."

Lou Yu recounted everything that had happened at the Dongshan Secret Realm's exit exactly as it had occurred, including Mu Feiyang's demand.

After hearing Lou Yu's account, Rong Dong's face turned livid with fury. This was no longer as simple as Spirit Immortal Palace slapping them in the face—it was grinding Wind Shadow Sacred Land's face into the dirt.

"Spirit Immortal Palace, do you really think my Wind Shadow Sacred Land is so easy to bully?"

"Lou Yu, what do you believe the Spirit Immortal Palace's sect master's strength is? Also, did you find out whether that matter truly exists, and who gave such an order?"

"Reporting to the Sacred Lord, the Spirit Immortal Palace's sect master is at least a Chaos Supreme Saint. As for whether someone truly gave such an order, that cannot be confirmed, because..."

Bang!

Before Lou Yu could finish speaking, a bang rang out, and his entire body exploded into a cloud of blood mist. Even his Saint Infant was not spared.

The same scene also unfolded elsewhere throughout Wind Shadow Sacred Land. Everyone who had returned from the Dongshan Secret Realm exploded into clouds of blood mist.

At that moment, Rong Dong stood inside Wind Shadow Sacred Land's main hall, blankly touching the blood that had splattered onto his face. His expression suddenly twisted.

"Spirit Immortal Palace, my Wind Shadow Sacred Land will never coexist with you!"

A terrifying aura burst forth from Rong Dong's body, accompanied by an enraged roar that spread throughout Wind Shadow Sacred Land. Many disciples of Wind Shadow Sacred Land could not help coughing up blood and suffering injuries.

Rong Dong's aura was simply too terrifying. Those disciples could not bear such dreadful pressure at all; even some elders felt their blood and