Primordial Light Strike, Dead Hand System Activated

"This..."

The guests present thought their eyes were playing tricks on them. This was the lord of an immortal sect, the master of the Hall of Longevity, yet he had been overturned by a single palm and smashed into a bronze pillar.

Bang!

A soot-covered figure stepped out from the cracks in the bronze pillar.

"Chu Jiang, you actually launched a sneak attack..." Jun Lai's face darkened, fury rising from humiliation.

He had not suffered much injury. Having transplanted the Five-Colored Divine Sparrow, even without transforming, his defense was nearly that of an Upper Ascended God.

If not for that brat's sudden sneak attack, how could he have capsized in a ditch here?

"My apologies. There was a fly here just now, so I casually swatted it and accidentally implicated you." Chu Jiang still leaned against the Coiled Dragon Throne as he spoke indifferently.

Jun Lai's expression turned incomparably ugly.

Chu Jiang's words were clearly saying that Jun Lai was that fly.

This was contempt—trampling the dignity of the Hall of Longevity beneath his feet.

As one of the overlords of the upper realm, when had he ever suffered such humiliation?

"Hall Master Jun's legs and feet are inconvenient. You cannot climb onto the high platform, so sit below."

A leisurely voice drifted over.

They saw—

Chu Jiang raised his hand slightly, and the two thrones belonging to the immortal sect lords behind him rose from the ground out of thin air, landing separately on either side below.

Damn it.

What the hell did he mean, inconvenient legs and feet?

Jun Lai's rage had already reached its limit. He nearly could not hold himself back from transforming and using the Five-Colored Divine Light to make Chu Jiang's blood splash across the spot.

But the Heavenly Decree Divine Master had not