Worthy of Threatening Me?

"I..."

Hun Dousheng's face was filled with terror, but his throat had been pierced through. He could not force out even half a word and could only choke in soundless agony.

Damn it, why did this guy have to beat someone half to death before asking questions? How was he supposed to answer?

"Forget it. Trash like you doesn't deserve to live!"

Crack!

Chu Jiang violently stomped down. Brain matter splattered everywhere, his divine soul was annihilated, even his Primordial Spirit erased. Chu Jiang pulled out the Demon God War Spear, its edge blazing ten thousand feet high.

At that moment, the Immortal Sect Grand Hall fell utterly silent, and everyone shuddered.

"Chu Jiang... the Chaoyuan Grand Ceremony has drawn the eyes of ten thousand sects. How dare you commit murder?" Lu Jiuxiao's face was livid as he glared at the tyrannical figure in the center of the hall, his voice trembling with extreme fury.

Yet the only response he received was a bone-chilling sneer.

"Too noisy!"

Before the words had faded—

Crack!

The space within the Immortal Sect Grand Hall exploded like fragile porcelain!

A Thunder Buddha Great Palm, wreathed in lightning and marked by distinct knuckles, carried berserk power capable of tearing apart the void as it descended abruptly, ignoring all distance!

Several elders who reacted the fastest shouted and shot forward to intercept it. The instant they moved, however, that great hand carrying divine might casually flicked its fingers.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

As though swatting apart a few ants, flesh and blood burst open in an instant, accompanied by glaring crimson sprays that splashed across the bronze pillars and floor tiles.

Lu Jiuxiao's courage shattered. He wanted to flee, only to discover that the space around him had been completely sealed.

That bloodstained giant hand from the