Madness!
Madness!
Guang Chengzi and Molo, who had already soared to the edge of the Heavenly Abyss, were both left dumbfounded the instant they witnessed Zhu Wushi brazenly strike down Jiang Dali.
Even Molo, an ancestor of schemes who could turn hostile without batting an eye, was thoroughly convinced. He screamed inwardly as he sped up his escape. "Liudao! Liudao! I fucking admire him now, Liudao! Who would have thought that brat wouldn't die at the hands of the alien leader, but at the hands of his own people? What true brothers—they'd take a knife in the ribs for each other, then stab their brother in the back at the moment of life and death. Even I find it disgraceful, bah! At least I brought you along when I ran, Liudao!"
Liudao: "."
So I should thank you, then, old ancestor?
Why don't you try running without bringing me along?
Guang Chengzi followed close behind, his will erupting as he immediately fled this place of trouble.
He had been trapped inside the Heavenly Abyss for far, far too long. A grand Immortal Master reduced to such a state—he was furious even when looking at himself. Now that he had finally escaped the Heavenly Abyss, there were far too many things he wanted to do. As for everyone else's affairs, he could not be bothered with them, nor did he wish to. He only wanted to reclaim every last bit of what he had lost over the years!
"He died? Just like that? What a pity. The Regent King valued him so highly."
The Sacred Dynasty's chief eunuch, standing upon the blackened scorched-earth plain outside, shook his head regretfully. He then looked toward Dugu Qiubai, who lay barely alive amid the ruins on the other side, before turning to Molo and