After leaving the Heavenly Spirit Race's stronghold, Mu Feiyang returned to the Sacred Realm and appeared above the Xijia Domain. However, the moment he appeared, a bolt of lightning struck him squarely on the head.
A numb sensation spread through his entire body, making Mu Feiyang's mouth twitch. His daughter's lightning was certainly powerful, but its inability to distinguish friend from foe was truly a problem.
"Ah!"
"Dad, why didn't you tell Ling'er you were coming? That lightning just now didn't hurt you, did it?"
"Girl, can't you control it a little? Every time you use lightning, you can't tell friend from foe apart. Be careful not to strike yourself one day."
"Also, have all the Heavenly Spirit Race members in the Xijia Domain been killed? Why did you start fighting with them?"
After reprimanding his daughter, Mu Feiyang asked her. Hadn't he told her to come and clean up the Heavenly Spirit Race and the blood slaves?
Why had his daughter started fighting with the people of the Xijia Domain again? And judging by the situation, this did not look like a battle that had just begun. It seemed they had been fighting for quite some time.
"Dad, you've got some nerve saying that. Where did you go this past month? None of us could find you, and the Xijia Domain and the other two domains kept demanding that our Spirit Immortal Palace give them an explanation."
"This Princess got sick of their noise, so I came to teach them a lesson!"
"A month?"
Mu Feiyang was stunned at first. He remembered that his trip to the Heavenly Spirit Race's stronghold had taken less than an hour. How had it become a month by the time it came from his daughter's mouth?
However, Mu Feiyang quickly realized that the