One of the Ten Great Immortal Sects Destroyed
Boom!
Boom!
Outside the Lingtian Immortal Sect, explosions and surging shockwaves spread wildly, while all kinds of dazzling effects made it impossible to keep one's eyes open.
The Lingtian Immortal Sect's Grand Elder was in a tragic state. In a short time, he was pounded about by the Vermilion Bird King until he staggered every which way. In the end, he landed on the ground in a miserable heap, pain tugging at his arms and making his fingers tremble nonstop.
"I thought he was pretty strong."
Jun Changxiao shook his head. "Turns out he's so weak."
"..."
True Person Tonggu's mouth twitched slightly.
My disciple, it wasn't that guy who was weak. Your Contract Beast was simply too strong!
There was no denying that. After all, hundreds of thousands of years ago, the Vermilion Bird King had been evenly matched with the Dragon Race's previous Dragon Emperor. After undergoing nirvana and rebirth, he had gained insight into the Half-Step realm.
At present, aside from the mysterious storyteller, only Gongsun Ruoli, who had left not long ago, could fight him.
What a joke.
Would Gousheng have dared to charge into someone else's territory if he did not have some confidence?
"Damn it!"
Anger flickered in Bo Yazi's eyes.
They had agreed that guy would fight him, yet he had found someone else to fight in his place.
If he had spent more time around Jun Changxiao, he would have realized that such shameless behavior was perfectly normal.
Of course.
Gousheng had his reasons as well.
A sect leader's primary duty was to devote his mind to developing the sect.
If he had to personally step in for every fight, would not the high-ranking disciples and Contract Beasts he raised be eating for nothing?