Inside the hall, the elders who had earlier argued until red in the face over which city to slaughter first after the Black Dragon Clan emerged from the mountains were all dumbfounded when they saw Hei Shitian suddenly coughing up blood.
"My avatar is dead!" Hei Shitian narrowed his eyes, monstrous lightning churning within his pupils.
"What? How is that possible?" A chill ran down the elders' spines. They could not believe what they had heard.
Hei Shitian's avatar was dead?
That had been an avatar in the Quasi-Emperor Realm!
Though it possessed only thirty percent of the original body's strength.
It had still been far stronger than a Half-Emperor!
Who in this world could kill a Quasi-Emperor avatar?
"Quick, go check Qi'er's soul plaque!" Hei Shitian's brow twitched as a trace of unease rose in his heart.
Hei Baqi had gone with his avatar. Now that the avatar was dead, then Hei Baqi...
"Whoever stands behind Xiao Chen, I do not care what your background is. If you dared touch my grandson, I will wipe out your entire clan!"
Flames seemed to blaze from Hei Shitian's eyes. With his grandson slain, even though he was usually as still as a mountain, it was useless now. His rage had driven him mad!
Very soon, the elder who had gone to the Dragon Soul Hall to inspect Hei Baqi's soul stone returned. As expected, Hei Baqi's soul stone had cracked, and the soul seed within had dimmed. It was a sign of death!
"Ah! Xiao Chen, I will tear you into ten thousand pieces!"
Hei Shitian roared. The fury filling his chest became surging soundwaves, sweeping through the surroundings like black tidal waves.
The enormous stone hall collapsed, vanishing inch by inch and turning to flying ash in an instant.
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